an empty dream in text a nameless emotion an expression of love an angry, maddened notion meaningless lines on paper being destroyed and made expressing a fantasy more than words could have said a holder of miracles scratch, fold and scrunch a vessel of expression i even wrap your lunch wood, clay and graphite a world i can make broken, chewed and shaved a heart i can break
Monday, February 20, 2006
Wad i think
After chatting with Fadli on msn just now, and i realised that i feel truely happy ever since i got to how the people from BMC. Theres always so much of laughter and everyone cheers everyone up. We're like one big happy family who always sticks together no matter what. I know the teachers dislike the 'back group' cos we're all playing around and not listening in class. maybe there are some misunderstandings and all, but i hope that we'll all kiss and make up.