"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 6:03 PM
date: Thursday, October 26, 2006
durgga ; today was the last day but it wasnt sad at all. :D 2G3 was its usual self, not really realising or minding that it was the last day. more times at the studio, and the little confessionals at different times here and there. and aysha henna-ed my hand. :D its such a nice orange now. haha then the rest, my lips are sealed. :) i'll miss everyone that when i was looking around the classroom today (okay, corny) but i realised that this was the last time 2G3 will be doing some stupid thing like singing songs durings lessons and irritating pooney, making miss loo finally laugh and all. i really enjoyed today is all i can say, (excluding part when i came home). i hate being at home, usually me and mum end up arguing like shit. and dad not talking/hugging me anymore as usual. all i have is brother now, and he cant do much. anws ive t thank brother so much, he convinced mum enough not t start screaming at me so much. thank you. :D (argh, im ranting now)