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Monday, November 13, 2006
Somewhere else in the world i'm displaced, but i still find my roots. I know where i belong. Where im happiest. Where im saddest. Its all the same place. People may be skeptical. If you are, to hell with you. Cos i dun care.

My worth. I know. My promise's my worth. It had no value. I'll give it some value.
One day this strand of carbon fibre will leave. Not now. Cos i have to keep a promise. Its meaningless practically. But its just as important. Im emotionally detached. and attached. to a place, and another.

5 days to end of O's. And here im anticipating a nightmare. It's scary. But it will soon be over. I used to think i could accomplish something great. I was the chosen one. Now, i am just ordinary. And proud to be here.

Literature: Loved it. Poetry and Prose can be very beautiful, can be very alive. Words perform magic. That's transient.


posted @ 12:04 am