the little things in life

are best enjoyed through slow-motion.
what can be better on a lazy saturday than,
waking up,
baking up,
grab a bun and head down to the field to watch football.


talk about live entertainment.
sitting like a hermit in a black hoodie,
while watching the players screaming injury every five minutes is pretty funny.

there are some men who just want to see the world burn.
but the world has been burning for a long time.
and.. yet, it's still here.
i guess that's the bloody beauty of it.
oh burn world burn,
then just stop drop and roll,
oh yea.

you got a death wish, Johnny?

not that i know any johnnies or john anyway.
i wouldn't mind knowing a few though.
nowadays the sun is hot on the hotside and yet the wind is super chilly.
talk about god being indecisive.

everyday would be a cyclic process.
get up, shiver, fumble for the heater.
walk walk walk away for class.



somehow this feels so much better than high school.
the classes i mean.
other parts.... nah.


personal times is usually spent between the keyboard, fretboard and bottle.
not to mention grocery shopping.
it is therapeutic.
especially with mushrooms.


one for each month eh?
at least it's cheaper over here.




and... i can never leave out the fun box too.



39 days left.

the yearning

for a lover's hand.
for the touch of her palm firmly pressed against yours.
for the quiet smile on her face when her hands in yours.
for her.

when all the confusion starts to spread,
and the pictures in my head blurs away,
you are the one that stays clear.
crystal clear my love.

i know it's been a long hard wait,
it ain't fair to make anyone wait like this,
but you have stood with me all the way,
all the way from the first glimpse of the stairs.
thank you.

just 42 days more. =)