Clock......

It's tickin' away and I'm at Karen's PC tappin' away....I can almost never get myself to bed , the time I always plan to ...me and my grandiose shit plans..sheesh..soon my eyebags will be sweeping the grounds of NIE..yucks..bad idea...My neck is hurtin bad...but Karen gave me a mini-massage...felt good...Clocks playin in the background...Chris Martin.......so cuteee...hmmm..Aiyo i can't take this much longer I'm gona hit the sack now..jus got off yahoo with sid...he's a real wacko...funny guy ..:)...ok tomo then..Lator Gator ! and lets hope I dream of angels and fluffy clouds and floatin on them ( more like sinking into them..my heavyass butt and all)...ahh LALA Land here I come.......

the Sweetest one..

Spencie
(the sweetest thing anyone has written for me ..thanks for writing me such a beautiful poem Spencer...I hold it forever close to my heart)

3rd October 2003

10.16pm

"I lay awake, lonely and cold, wishing to be near you.
Our hearts used to be broken, used to beat with little worry,
But now, our hearts are one, they beat with passion's fury,

From the moment I met you, I knew this was true.

Knew it was fate, that brought me to you,

My heart calls out to you, whispers your name,

My light, my love, Mi Vida you are all that is dear...

I need you my sweet, my love for you forever true,

I hold a rose to place in your hair, hold a ring to place on your finger,

Though it is cold at night, and the phantoms linger,

I will wait for you, will wait for the light,

Will hold the rose, will hold it tight,

The rose, just like you, is my heavenly flower...

Though the road is long, I will not wander,

I will follow my path, home to you arms,

Though the road is full of troubles,

You are my solace, my home...

We will be together soon, my dear, my love.

I will hold you close, and we will watch the stars..

Past hurts and troubles, we'll heal together,

I'll hold you close, your lips to mine,

We'll be together, and things will be fine.

I leave you now, hoping that a smile has graced your lips,

I'm waiting for you, will be waiting, until I can hold you,

Waiting for dreams, and promises, and hopes to come true..."

anticipation

I am sitting here frantically trying to pen down the quick succession of thoughts that cross my mind. My fingers fail me, where my mind is a supersonic jet it seems, yeah at all the wrong times…bummer! I think I am well on the path to becoming another blog addict..All thanks to the lurvelyyyyyyy Karen who has once again set the aspirin’ writer on fire…let it consume me baby…the mind’s obsession with perfection…

I miss praveeennnnnnnn..heard “Aisha”…miss him so damn much….the sweetest boy that’ll ever be. My sweet darling Praveen baby…..been so long since I saw him…the Vellai Raasa…

Just realised what a sob sappy piece of shit I am. Looking at all my previous posts, ppl r gona think I’m some kinda severe, manic depressed in dire need of Prozac…whatever happened to my writing…I sound like a premature pre-schooler..Maybe I should leave this for a better time..when my brain’s on mature mode…haha