Friday, July 21, 2006
Mr. Black stood at the traffic junction,
waiting...
And he crossed when the red man lights.
Mrs. White lied on her bed,
staring...
And she took the sleeping pills when dawn arrives.
Miss. Grey was ill and saw the doctor,
recovering...
And she started consuming the medicine when she's fine.
And they did what they wished to live up to their names.
Stereotypes, aren't they?
Yours truely, Zhikai
|10:47 PM|
Thursday, July 13, 2006
"A cynic is a man who has a price for everything,
but value for nothing"
-A.A. Milne
(Author of Winnie, The Pooh)
The Sunny Side
Yours truely, Zhikai
|11:27 PM|
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Excel Festival is over.
I received lots of compliments for my postcards which I'm pretty happy about. But then I just keep thinking to myself am I really that good? And it certainly puts light on what I will be doing after my A's. Advertising? But via which way. I totally don't wanna get into university to take a course I don't really like. But I also don't wanna waste 2 years of my time in JC and not putting that brain-draining certificate to good use. Sigh. Come what may.
I think I should stop doing too much to draw attention of a friend onto myself. It makes me feel like a clown when the friend doesn't reciprocate. Sometimes, I just can't help it when I love a friend too much, but I definitely must not be too "possessive" about friends. Friends are not meant to be possessed but be shared. Shan't try to be preach when I'm stuck in a morass myself.
This boy is just delirious.
Happy yet sad.
Solemn yet perky.
Yours truely, Zhikai
|2:00 AM|
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Dear Lord,
Why does happiness brings me misery?
Why does beautiful friendships bring me tears?
I know why, but why?
Do I have to comply?
Do we have to oblige?
Why so?
Why?
Yours truely, Zhikai
|9:44 PM|
