SOMEBODY ELSE'S DREAM.

he was thinking about
the girl he loved.

the way she laughed
when he teased her.

her beautiful smile,
when he kissed her

how he wished
she was his

so much he had hoped
that she belonged to him.

but the boy,
he was her friend

a companion,
in distress.

someone who comforted,
when she needed somebody.

the boy was crying,
here in front of me

i smirked,
it was au natural.

she's somebody else's
belonging.

you'll always
be living in,

...that somebody else's dream.

...LET'S JUST PRETEND.

the illustration,
an ordinary day.

a sense of dejection
the fear of losing a battle.

the jilting,
mocking

a burning anger,
thou reveal not

the jester,
he struck a knife

through his chest,
unto his hart

kill him,
my lord.

for i will do so,
if not.

an ordinary day,
a fucking one

let there be rain,
no


...let's just pretend.

RUNAWAY.

the train, it moves.
on the pathed out tracks.

along the cities, towns.
women and men,

who chose to leave.
they boarded the train,

moved along,
avoiding.

however, did they know
about the turn about

about, life's
u-turns

there, they met
what they avoided.

for what they avoided,
had the same in mind.

liked minds, they clicked
for that moment,

it doesn't last.
for the fickle minded

they remained,
it'll be a beautiful day,

no it won't be,
ah.

too lazy,
to go.

runaway,

too lazy to.

BUMBLEMEN & BUMBLEWOMEN.

have you ever imagined how it will be like in year 2050? like how our homes will become? probably just like the movies, we'll all be living in cells that stacks up so high it looks like a beehive. ooo. probably we'll be working our lives away just like the bumble bees. maybe till then, those in the managerial level will call those workers bumblemen and bumblewomen. whaha.

so cute..

anyway, i'd went to this shop in cineleisure. i forgot the name but it's an apple shop. you know? the shop that sells apple stuffs? yupz apple mac. not apple fruit. omg i gotta tell you that it freaks me out!

why? huh is there a need to ask that? it's freaking 2050 can. it's so white inside. -.- apparantly white is the sleekiest color in year 2050. everybody in 'the island' wear white what. know why? haha. coz white is the sleekiest color in year 2050!

duh.

yes the shop is pretty. everything is so neat, so meticulously placed in its own position. i bet the stuffs inside have markings to state where it should be placed in the shop. gawd. what's with neatness and the future?!

anyway, apple mac is cool lar. the interface is so stylish. i must get one can. it's like a must lor coz it's so stylo-milo-kopi-o-mac-donald-had-some-fun... it's just the stuffs you must get in year 2006 coz by year 2050 everybody else will be having it already. so in the end,

what's the point?

ah there is an i-cafe in the shop too. haha. it looks like a cafe for robots. yea. it gives me a feeling that they serve hot oil with sugar and crunchy steel with butter and kaya. omg. can you imagine drinking diesel for breadfast? you can? omg.. i bet you lubricate yourself with petroleum right?!

you sicko.

factually, by year 2050 i will be like around 60? so i don't care about having no trees along the walkway or parks for me to walk my dog. coz i'll be dead soon anyway. or maybe by then cloning is like a trend? maybe i'll go clone myself so i can be immortal! whaha! right.. then i can always be young~! woohoo. no need for awful plastic surgeries or painful botox injection!

aww...

back to 2006... i just can't wait to ord THIS YEAR can.

oh ya!

pity those ord-ing in year 2007.

bash me if you can whahahahah!

THE ART OF WRITING.

writing from the heart is truly the art of writing.

well played.

FERMENTED TOFU.

life's like a fermented piece of tofu. the uglier it smells, well.. the better it tastes. haha lame shit. i'm just trying to urge you not to bathe everyday. your skin will rot. whaha.

whatever.

anyway, tofu's nice. especially when you serve it cold with seaweed and japanese soya sauce. lol. i don't know the japanese name so shut up and stop laughing.

ugh i need to adjust my new schedule. i'm a freaking busy cow can. the farmer's so persistent on us meeting the target of 2 litres of fresh milk per day. which fat cow can produce so much milk in one day, you tell me?

haha. actually i don't know anything about cows. i'm just crapping but.. you can tell me something about cows kae? ugh nonsense.

i can't blogg today.

bye.

THINK ABOUT IT.

to truly appreciate an art. you have to be open hearted towards it with an unbiased mindset. as you go with it for a period of time, never once trying to fit it to your own set of beliefs, you'll see the true color of the art.

however, many of us have been deluded for so long. throughout our lives, we've been told by many about this and that until a point in time when we can no longer think of something for ourselves.

so now i ask you, how can we ever appreciate something when we've already decided what it is even before knowing it?

gg.