Monday, June 21, 2004

tacos n cheesecakes

a different kind of treasure i suppose,
today was a clash of violent emotions;
yet the perimeter around me stays calm--
indifference?

and then we fast forward to:
[1] taco
and it's new found partner
[2] cheesecake

how they mingled so comfortably together
i know not..,
but they did
and that holds meaning for me
*inserts goofy smile*


::sidenote::
ed,
just wondering if u're still fond of cheesecakes,
'cuz i had the most [insert adjective] slice today.
if u ever visit,
or i happen to be able to reach u within 30 minutes,
i'll be glad to share this delight with u
*laughs*

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

of air PRESSure

mood: gibbs

atmosphere weighs down on us,
heavily
surprising how we can bear--
no, tolerate,

don't you think?

the question lashes out,
and i find myself mute,
unable to answer--
must be the thick fog enveloping us,
ME

i don't struggle;
at least
not yet

Wednesday, June 9, 2004

crossroads, well almost

everytime i return the books,
i go through this underground passage
with the most
pitiful,
somewhat insane,
queer,
and overall amusing inhabitants

i use "inhabitants" because they are there--
constantly

June 09: Underground
characters:
chubby man with eyes half-closed
colorful-faced man with bunny ears, and sings with funny accent
tall lanky old man who makes unreasonable demands
me

The time is around 8:02pm. The shuffling of feet and incessant murmuring of the crowd drones on the background.

ACT 1, Scene One

Chubby man with eyes half-closed: ... [silence]

bunny ears: waoidhtoi alkasjdfoiwe~ [singing]

old man: !#%@%&*$^& [yelling at unfortunate pedestrians]

me: ... [observing the three and walking past all of them]

close curtain.

Tuesday, June 8, 2004

61

that's all i ask for:
61

not too much ne?
just passing--

AARGH!

Sunday, June 6, 2004

between tasks

song: stairway to heaven
singer: led zeppelin

blanking out
and
thinking about upcoming exams
*cringes*

my roommate's currently sprawled on top of the desk,
seemingly exhausted,

her sleep is affecting me,
my eyelids grow heavy

thought: tomorrow's monday

Thursday, June 3, 2004

tolerance

something i try to hold on to,
though not always successful;
no idea why

perhaps,
it goes both ways..,
definitely[.]