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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: 8:51 AM
date: Sunday, March 04, 2007
Fever has dropped to 38.3, from my 40 degrees yesterday. Yesterday was Aunty's 1st year anniversary prayers. I was, of course, dreading all the relatives and my mouth feared for all the fake smiles I had to give. But then, I got a fever and I had to lie on grandmother's bed, tossing and turning, and crying because my eyes were too hot. :/ Sickening. I dont know which is worst, the relatives or the fever/flu. I only managed to go to the Doc around 6 o clock. His luohan fish died, I think because he now has a lot of angelfish and goldfish. Okay Bye, I have nothing to write except my sufferings which no one will be interested in. Never ever eat Nutella raw.

Its been a year, I didnt really appreciate you. I am sorry, but as time goes by, and everytime I step into your house, I feel that I miss your presence more than before.