Saturday, December 23, 2006

Phrases of Memories





A file that keeps a record of my msn personal messages during Summer 2006, just a reminder to myself... about some moments in my life...

The heart of every kid: Insouciance; White a shade of black

总空 - enamoredly perceived : The most out of your least

Smelly poo

Where did all the good food go?

The smiley shop: Use less sad ones get more happy ones.Works the other way too

All the fine prints in my life that i have missed out :S

The pink cement truck

the best days of my life

smells like sleep anyways

lipstick anyone?

What alphabet are you?

yes now i know :$

A piece of heaven on earth

Cut myself while playing with stupidity, why didnt i get hit by a truck or a kid riding a bicyle instead.

The "I" word

Intern Vikky!!!:P, silly is he...

the best days of my life

was napping with stolen candy underneath my armpits

"Don't speak"


Sometimes memories are all you have left of the past; live in 'em? , forget 'em? embrace 'em?
It's what that moulds us into what we are now...

*Hit Delete* - Let it be

Friday, December 08, 2006

These People Are Real


This impression has left me
With marks i dont understand
I thought i did
but it was far out of stand

The sounds in my head
Echoing in the halls of my heart
"I have seen them hurt"
"I have seen them break"

These people are real
And nothing stands tall for long
These people are surreal
Don't you think thats wrong
Thats makes somethings life long

Oh, what i ve done today
something happened on the way
Wounds come and go
And so does the pain but

The sounds in my head
Echoing in the halls of my heart
"I have seen them hurt"
"I have seen them break"

These people are real
Here to stay but not for long

We all live on a pace we dont comprehend
Trying not to get lost on the way

Saturday, December 02, 2006

Awakening

Apparently being brave and getting rid of fear are two quite distinctive things...

I ...
Need not rid of fear to be brave
but
I could use fear to be brave

Being brave is knowing what is worth more, fear or reality of losing something to it.

Note to self: Optimism as a sixth or seventh sense, will prolly help sometimes.

Take care Vik...