Friday, September 18, 2009

commencement of holidays and she hits my life..

"You and I are not what we eat; we are what we think"

i have an image of mind. an image of a disturbed mind, whirled and meddled. as much as the one currently in possession. for she expects the world out of me, and i dont seem to dream as much as that.

i may do it, i might do it, i can do it. but the ponder is, am i willing to do it..



the incessant trails of text messages simply makes me whoopy :D who could have ever conceived or even risk the trust of being in such slenderness in distance to someone who steals your breath away, in an appropriately admirable manner. to even come close to that in thoughts, i dare not, for the perpetual fear of the smarting jab and the condensed happiness.

but let me relate this to you, happiness is just too small of a word to exist in the thickest dictionary on earth to depict this distinguish state of bliss. it's like love, but better (: at least, it doesnt sends you deep into emotional disturbance.


then again, it just did. for she'd suggested a thought that could never be made true, not because i cant. but because i refuse to.

for her sake, i would just fall into it and cue her way, just the identical style she wants me to trail my path. but considering the fact that it would suck up my happiness, i wouldnt. notwithstanding, her magical mind control cast on me might be forceful enough to clash them off? ive aught clue.

i just cannot settle it in mind, that i would have to be in the same lodge as a silly tree with equal amount of commitment and spirit. i cant, for at its presence, i'd even kill D:

but should i just try?
being me, i wouldnt. but for her, i dont know.



today was good anyway :D one of those mundane holidays routine of being online for excessively long and naggy hours despite the permanent mind pollution imprinted: pmr. it lacks the strength of my name to care. im just born not to (:

youtube karaoke-ing is fun, when you have a brand new microphone to do the singer echo-ish trick. but note to self, and all you people, dont tell anyone when you do sing. or they'll throw you the culpability for the cause of the rain :p


"no matter where life takes me to, i'll meet you there"

 

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