so how much ass can a guy handle?
ok, there was no popcorn flyin nor sparks sizzlin'. but hey, i am not asking for more. am i? it was a day i classify as surreality, i met someone who reminded me of my ex and i froze.. i stopped where i am.. seconds ticklin away.. i swear i felt a drop of sweat..cold, spine chillin, extremely unnerving sweat inching its way out of my pores. they had a life on their own, i took out a piece of tissue and started wiping profusely in a bid to match the rate of perspiration. and the onlookers were puzzled, i...... had not 1* drop of perspiration :) bummer, i heard a hi.. i managed to croak a hi back... it was her sister. hmmm, does a person's past affect how people judge from him then on?
sparks tt doesn't last
how often do we fool ourselves into believing that romance, even a chance of a hit at romance is actually feasible, unlike the occasional hit n run accidents on the streets, u can neva scot free from the ghost of a possible, nearly maybe, romance. it haunts when u sleep, when u wake up and even when u dream. surely, this surpasses human logic and thought process. typing on my laptop empowers me with the voice that sarah jessica parker found in the famed series of sex and the city. at least she had a go at failed romances, i jolly well can't even start one. haha, though she's comin over and all, her extremely cool demeanour just seems to give me the cold shoulders which just seems to stiffen even further everytime i meet her. here's food for thought, if u are not interested , why even bother to make the effort to meet? somehow its difficult for a guy to phantom a girl's intention , her rationale in doing certain things.. am i gaining sympathy votes or cld i go on n fool myselfthere's slight tinge of u know what in the air... i hate to guess, i hate when i can' predict, i hate when i feel so much for someone onl to be treated like a friend. yes, izzit possible for friends to just stay as friends if a certain degree of feelings have been invested? izzit izzit izzit... the most wonderful things happen when she's around and the eepest darkest thoughts surface when she's away.. how i wish i cld just sing in the words of robbie williams... she's the one
town tales
if this is a virgin posting, should i toast to an era of nonsensical and irrelevant scribblings..should i save the last dance for yours truly, should i dwell on issues mere mortals could stigmatize their entire lives upon, what should i do.. opportunities aplenty, inspiration lacking, or perhaps i wld start on playful banter on the topic of depression.
if i said being depressed makes me happy, how many hands wld ppl raise their hands in unison, exactly how many are truly happy shining smiling ppl? or rather how many lives can be salvaged in a lifetime? how many secrets can we keep before it consumes us from within? do we lead lives we want or how others expect us to? if i strike acoss as an agnostic , think again, even deeply rooted religious konks think abt such things.. and where do they derive their source of strength? GODgodGoDgood ol lordGOD... now i am gettin a headache..haha incrimination of faith does have its desserts... shall stop for now n see how it turns out to be.. izzit as true as it seems to be.. the bitch forum? let's all wait n see
