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Saturday, 14 July 2007

PEOPLE. SEES. ME.
BUT WHO CARES, REALLY.

small talks.
cheap thrills.
deep sensations.
constant longing.
kinky~?
nono.
tantalising.
exhilariating.
tempting.
addictive.
satisfying to the max.
just like.
you. to me.

been studyin kinda alot lately.
have no idea why too. guess im Desperate.
Desperate to do well. very very desperate.
well, i guess how much effort you're willing
to put in. all rounds up to HOW BADLY
you want it. * and i wanna do well, BADLY.

school's been tearin up the flesh behind myback.
bein a constant irritant tht scratches and claws
at the back of my head to remind me just how much
work i have, how much work i needa do, how close
the Olvls are. geees. go f*rk yourself you crazy monkey.
gimme a break. or i'll use a cleaver to crack your null
skull. dope.

been havin silly short quarrells w my girlfriend this
week. short, intense ones. just like some
cold frontal rain.
still, tht doesn diminish the
amt of love i have for her.
in fact, i still like her alot.
that lovely spoilt* girl
actually queued for two odd hours to
get some 6 donuts for me.
thanks dearest, i've been craving
for them for quite awhile now.
its funny how im always near donuts but
am unwilling to get some for myself.
Alas, guess who
knows me best ? (:
gees. figured tht im gonna be stucked
on her for quite awhile.
(winks-)

*spoilt - verylazy. verywhiny. veryidiotic. veryANTIbuses.( okay, slap me. )

cliche.
cliche.
cliche.

and baby im just lucky.
cos its hard to believe.
tht somebody like you,
ended up with someone,
like me.

OH HELLO

i looked up, glanced at the street lamp
and mumbered a silent prayer,
" thank you light.
thank you so much. "

on any other nights, i would have grumbled and threw
a fuss about the lousy quality of the light, for im
never careful enough to keep my steps in check.

but no, not tonight. im grateful for the darkness clovering
around us, with minimal light just bright enough of
two lovesick people to see what they've been aching to see
after a long separate yet dark enough to keep the
sight of others away from us.

" yes, thank you light. "

the gentle stream of light spread itself comfortably over her,
embedding itself around her, outlining her neatly sharpened face,
her sweetly puffed up cheeks tht sticks out ever so ..

...hmm. so rightly.


xD
HAHAHAHA.
sorry. i know im very annoying for being anti climax.
but wtheck. :D
shrugs. shall write again soon ?
just feel like throwing in a para for im longinlonginlongin
for my girlfriend,

like a child craving for a lolly & strawberry icecream topped w
whipped cream & icings plus a large floating CAREBEAR balloon, bright and striking, tied to his pinky , with an extending white thread tht allow the big fat balloon to fly & blob unsteadily against the wind high UP THERE in midair.
see the sweetness and the temptation of it all?
wtheck.
kill me please someone.
just take mashmellows and stuff up my mouth so that i'll stop complaining.
or throw tofu at me to kill me.
or just kidnap my girlfriend and bring her to me at this VERY MOMENT!

SNAP BACK!

imagine his disappointment when his mom dragged him
on with NO! thought of gettin anything FOR him.
NOT even a lolly.
tsk. what a turn off. what a wet blanket.

SEE. thts how im
feeling now. cos imissmygirlfriend. so im whining&complainin
&grumbling&screaming my head off into my pillow.

RAHHH!
and i cant see her :((((
why
why
why
why
why
why
why
why
why... . WHY?!
how unfair is this?
i hate being a kid. tsk.
i mean. at this moment.
i hate being a kid. feeling like a kid.
zomg.


parents these days.
-SHAKE MY HEAD.

okay. i shall stop here. (:
shall attempt to write a story on my girlfriend really soon.

ah HUH.
cos its CHEMISTRY* baby.

*chemistry - a subject i have a mixed love/hate feelin for.
- this special thing between you & me.
- especially in bed.
- hahaha. look here. look here.
-catch me interesting other factor.
-focus & read on. its gettin to the climax.
-SMACK YOUR HEADS
- dont be stupid readers. im joking.
- busybodies.
- go study. or i'll get my imaginery monkey to claw at you too.

01:10:00


Tell Her.