Saturday, September 23, 2006
I see somebody loves the challenge.
One stone and two birds, with perfect aim
and a good shot, you're going down!
So the exams are temporarily over and I find
myself wallowing in self-pity for spending the
weekends cooped at home while you spend
your day handcuffed in jail. All because of your
dirty felony of locking the school gates,SMART.
I'm reduced to catatonic blankness and stultifying
dullness while ironically wishing for a minor calamity
just to break up the monotony.
Probably all these tantrums serve as impediments
to forlorn hopes. I'm fragile and you're formidable.
I'm stubborn and ridiculous. I believe we have established
that in the course of the past few months. Don't blame me!
I want things slow-paced, I want to revel in this happiness,
cavorting through it before it starts to taper towards the
end where I will leave with no reluctance.
Stop talking to me like a child who's begging for
candy. I'm not falling for your saccharine words which
end up in empty hopes and promises. So I DO admit I'm precarious.
I just have a premonition of a bad farewell.
How I express myself is rather laconic and what I do
is not congruent to what I say. Then, you'll have
a hard time deciphering me and leave. Be scorned by me
for life. Let's save the hassle and keep it platonic.
♥XOXO