Five Months.

Aiight. This has something to do with previous posts, about someone.

It's not yet the fifth month but I realized yesterday how close it was. Three more days from now...

The days draw closer
You heart grows further
Five months later,
I'm still not all that better

Having felt perfection,
All that blossoms is greater expectation

The desire to fill up that emptiness
Creates a deeper hole of loneliness

If being guided to the wrong lane,
Will bring nothing but larger pain,
Then I'll start all over again.

With focus. Not only looking that the right way
Which, in the first place, lead me astray
I didn't know when to go or when to stay

This time, I will look and stare - step by step
Until I get past this - away from misery's depth

Then I shall continue from where I failed
Away from the deep blue,
Away you sailed.


Perhaps it would have been better...
Maybe I don't have to be so bitter...
If I never met you at all
Then I didn't have to fall.

Random Conversations :)

Okay, this post will be quite different from the usual. These are random conversations the entire week which have either made me or . Basically funny ones.

Except for this one that struck me. It's so true. In a somehow unfortunate way.

Classmate: Boys are so stupid!
Teacher: Yet you still chase after them. *knowledgeable tone*

Kyahaha! How true. But it's so sad how desperate other girls are.

Psh. One day I'll be strong enough not to need a man to protect me. I'll want a guy. Not need.

Now let's go to the random (& kind of funny part) part:

Classmate: "Mrs, what are you saying, man?"

Where'd man come from?

We had a biology assessment earlier this week. There was a question that had a one-line story. The last sentence was:

"They fall in love and get it on"

Say what?

Anyways, here's the funny one:

My classmate had a headache. She sits one seat right in front my of my best friend. Being the helpful person she is...

My best friend: Do you want to go to the clinic? *taps her*
Classmate: No...
Best Friend: Do you want to go to the clinic?
Classmate: ...
Best Friend: Do you want to go to the clinic?
Classmate: Do you want to go to the circus?

"The happiest people are the prettiest"