3/09/2006
one post count~
How was your day? they, people asked.
boring. that's how i felt today. sweet, short and simple.
i don't see a point in revealing much, since you didn't asked.
my first blog and first post.
love writing but lack the motivation
or perhaps, writers' no. 1 disease: what to write?
hopefully i keep this up, time will tell.
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a special insert for Mrs Valentine.
THANKS FOR THE MOTIVATION!!!!!
by the way, she suggested 'the artful chef'
if you find it retchful, look for her not me hahaha.
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she has her series, so i shall have mine too. heh
you never copyright hor.
the engine rumbles, louder and louder,
as i eased down the pedal further.
speeding down the yellow lit roads to a grapevine.
the stereo sings a lovely song,
friends (passengers) speak words of fun.
happiness resides in my heart.
yet, i feel uneasy.
a tinge of discontent, a tinge of doubt.
my emotions stirr up like white-water rapids.
a concoction of sadness & joy.
bittersweet.
drive, a journey to the within.
boring. that's how i felt today. sweet, short and simple.
i don't see a point in revealing much, since you didn't asked.
my first blog and first post.
love writing but lack the motivation
or perhaps, writers' no. 1 disease: what to write?
hopefully i keep this up, time will tell.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
a special insert for Mrs Valentine.
THANKS FOR THE MOTIVATION!!!!!
by the way, she suggested 'the artful chef'
if you find it retchful, look for her not me hahaha.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------
she has her series, so i shall have mine too. heh
you never copyright hor.
the engine rumbles, louder and louder,
as i eased down the pedal further.
speeding down the yellow lit roads to a grapevine.
the stereo sings a lovely song,
friends (passengers) speak words of fun.
happiness resides in my heart.
yet, i feel uneasy.
a tinge of discontent, a tinge of doubt.
my emotions stirr up like white-water rapids.
a concoction of sadness & joy.
bittersweet.
drive, a journey to the within.
// posted by Unknown @ 11:14 PM 
