the hourglass that wore its way,
the bell that could not play
quite simply then as it were,
everything was naught,
i was the poet who forgot.
sophie n./snxy`
220387.
the sun, the sand & the sea.
politikal analyst.
digs rock, raves, elektronik danze musik & fun reads.
struggling poet. some people drink themselves to oblivion, i choose to write.email
10/31/2006 10:20:00 pm, Tuesday, October 31, 2006
i'd be happy because you are. but it won't mean i am.
10/28/2006 01:30:00 pm, Saturday, October 28, 2006
how if you knew something you wish you didn't. how it seemed so justified after what you did. and how it may just be nothing but a farce. silly you, for taking it so seriously. but at this point, everything's all so serious. look at how it's killing you inside anyway. yes. now it seems necessary for detachment. the doctor's prescription? a few days of self-restriction.
til a few days' time then. friends, please jio me as often as you want for studying/lunches, dinners/outings.
a day at a time, carefully.
10/28/2006 03:56:00 am,
everything tonight told me goodbye. yes, perhaps i should let go.
right?
10/27/2006 08:02:00 pm, Friday, October 27, 2006
thank you for everything. but oh, what a heavy, heavy price to pay. my cowardice has let me down. live one day at a time. thank goodness for exams.
can i make it okay again?
10/23/2006 04:14:00 pm, Monday, October 23, 2006
perfect companions to a rainy day: 1) steaming bowl of delicious tomyam ban mian (without prawns please) 2) hazelnut latte (soy milk, thanks) 3) cuddled up in a room w a blanket & my chouchou. 4) WITHYOU. (hurhur, so much for cheeeezeee)
rain rain, go away hopefully supper's ON. i crave teh tarik.
10/20/2006 01:13:00 pm, Friday, October 20, 2006
10/17/2006 09:07:00 pm, Tuesday, October 17, 2006
NUS. Or NUS. Or NUS. decisions, decisions. my first year. my second & third? the great leap forward. let me know.
10/15/2006 11:27:00 pm, Sunday, October 15, 2006
mambo on wednesday! can't wait. haven't gone for SO LONG. and no, i won't miss another PS lecture. =]
10/14/2006 04:47:00 pm, Saturday, October 14, 2006
singlehood never seemed so bittersweet.
school starts, and i'll throw myself in w gusto. reclaim that zest that lasted me through sec school & jc. it's only the nights that tinge w sadness, but hopefully the pain will pass.
no one but a select few know the chapter that has been torn. whether the book will finish, or the second chapter written, no one knows.
and i can only wait, and it doesn't mean i'll ever stop. but in the darkness i'll be, and you won't see me, til you look for me.
10/11/2006 08:42:00 pm, Wednesday, October 11, 2006
if i let you go i would never know how my life would be holding you close to me will i ever see you smiling back at me how will i know if i let you go
and that is why til the door slams shut and the curtains fall and you tell me to my face word for word and leave not turning back
then only would i let you go.
10/05/2006 12:23:00 pm, Thursday, October 05, 2006
I hate the way you talk to me, And the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, And the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick, It even makes me rhyme. I hate the way your always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate the way you make me laugh, Even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when your not around, And the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, Not even close, Not even a little bit, Not even at all.
10/02/2006 09:21:00 pm, Monday, October 02, 2006
she wrote a poem the other day. a mug of chocolate and crackers by her side. fingers trembling, the pen shook; zing zing zing across the whiteness of the paper.
'a waltz meant for two; danced by her all dressed up in tune. neatly made up and oh so pretty! toes a-tapping in rhyme. hand held apart for a man's grasp tippity, tappity, tap.'
she wrote a poem the other day. fingers trembling and a tear dropped. drip, drop, drip.
'she danced a waltz meant for two, she danced it all alone, tippity, tappity, tap.'
10/02/2006 02:22:00 pm,
there's a gap that's widening, and a hole that is deepening, through which i am falling.
from which there's no return. or if there is, a slow chance of recovery.