Monday, June 25, 2007

I Wonder

How far will a person go to get money

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Big Boys Dont Cry

Potted plant, oh potted plant
sitting in the middle of the garden
how pretty you look,
your leaves all green, your petals full bloom
you've got all the sun you need,
and all the water that you want
And yet they dont know, oh no they dont
of the stifling heat that burns you petals
or the excess water that rots your roots
and yet you struggle to survive
and yet you try to be strong
and not a sign you try to show
you glitter with beauty on the outside
and nobody knows of the truth
oblivious, they envy you
not knowing that you're dying inside
oh no they dont
and none the wiser they look at you,
admire you
until one day they come to find
a plant withered and dead

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~ Fairytales dont always have a happy ending, do they? ~


Troubled Heart

Trapped in a shell drifting with the current
surrounded by shimmering beauty of the ocean
and fishes swim by and brushes against it
their gentle fin and a ripple the only mark
of a presence that will only fade with time
this uneasiness, this sudden jump
to live in such fear is no way to live

Saturday, June 09, 2007

PARTY!

UV NATION TONIGHT!

Get your act on!

Cant wait.

Monday, June 04, 2007

First Day

Sry boys and girls for the lack of post but this boy has joined the working world now...for 2 months la.

And i cant believe that tomorrow will be only my second day and i'll have to attend a meeting that will stretch for 5 to 6 hours! No wonder they say advert guys are crazy...CRAZY I TELL YOU!

But today was fun. And from the briefing i got today, i have a feeling that i'm gonna enjoy my time here. Everything is so relaxed and the people awesome bunch. All fun to be with with just a touch of drama queens in each of them LOL.

And amongst the multitude of serong peeps in my company, the cutest guy has to be straight

-.-

So sad

Hahahaha

K i need my sleep now if i am to stay awake tomorrow.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

The Dream


The tides grow strong, it washes me away
i want to go one way,
but the current pulls me in many directions
Alone, in the multitude of people
Alas, alas - nobody understands
A single page leaves me longing
for a life i would not have
Time travel a dream
- or is it?
Inward I reflect
of a desire i cannot speak of
who here will truly understand me?
who now can i confide in?
This secret part of me
- always a secret part of me

Is history a curse
or part of life as it is
I walk this beach alone
the footprints i leave behind
is only mine
The one that walks beside me
that carries me through troubled times
a myth, only a myth
I want to believe, need to believe
and yet i remain skeptical
torn between desires
A choice between two hearts
and one will break in the end
a kaleidoscope of dreams
reflections of many
refraction of none
it all becomes one
and many into none