I'm only happy when it rains.

Friday, December 22, 2006

My Everyday Discoveries.

More than 80% of the time I don't write or say what I've thought about. I always tell myself that I'm going to pin it down on my blog. But sometimes when I sit infront of the new post page, my mind goes blank. Today I tried to be good. Then I screwed up again. I told myself to finish my christmas stuff but I procrastinated again. I got to taste the R.C. hot milk, which I made myself. It really didn't taste nice. Maybe because it was hot.

Today. Rain sent me a msg, telling me that Eric Clapton was coming to town. Nice. At least she remembered. I don't know if i'll be able to attend it though. I wish I could remember something about you. I only remember that the acceptable colours to you would be blue, pink white and black, that you like puremilk tees, you're a taurus and you're born in May.

Somehow, when I longed for company, I got it, I complained. I didn't want the company anymore. Now, when all the company is gone, and I'm left all alone. I wished that someone would be there to speak a word to me.

"If I go crazy now, will you still call me superman? If I'm alive and well, will you be there, holding my hand?" - Kryptonite - 3 Doors Down.

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