what's the story morning glory?
and so its overafter being drawn in, being given hope and being disappointed, its finally over. i have alot to say if i were to speak, but i'll just keep most of them to myself.
its actually kinda liberating in a way. no need to hope no need to "see how things go". but in the end the fact remains that i was the fool, a hopeless fool. foolish enough to be drawn in and gotten trapped in the quicksand of emotions.
PUI!!!!
as i spit out the last grains of sand still in my mouth, i feel better but still in need of a good clean up. an oasis would be nice. an oasis to jump in and cleanse my sandy body cause no matter how hard i wipe and how hard i swipe, those itsy bitsy grains between your toes and in your hair will remain until a thorough wash. However, i dont see any oasis anywhere near. I am alrite, irritated by the sand more and more and wonder how did i ever see any goodness in jumping into the quciksand. i was warned,"hey man...be careful,so quicksands may look like an oasis" but i guess like any average male, warnings are just something thats in one ear and out the other. so as i move on to look for my oasis(not the one coming to perform in singapore in feb), i hope i do not encounter any more quicksands.
posted by haoz @ 1/17/2006 12:38:00 PM
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