Wednesday, April 13, 2005
she was really sick!
hmmm.. i feel lyke dying.. had a fever, sore throat & so tired!.. wrecked..!! can i go 2 sch 2morroe?? i dun tink so.. aftaall, i'm happie ova sumthin! dat is my oral.. i realie ans wad de teacher wans me 2.. it was bout teens now a days.. u noe wad?? dis is my feveret topic! exactly..!! hehez.. seems like de fever i felt had gone juz during de oral time! bt den, went bq 2 my aunty hs my fever was der.. yesh! i do feel so tired n sleepy i shld sae.. ask a permission 2 go bq 2 my parents hs & she let me.. tanks neway.. hmmm.. quickly went in2 my bedroom & hav sum nap.. i was so slpy & wrecked.. 4 me its ok 2 hav a slight fever or sumthin bt i hate having sore throat! i can't eat de foods wic i like.. even drink de drinks wic i love.. bt juz now i took a dinner by eating mee goreng seafood tt my mum has cook 4 us! i mean me & my beloved dad.. well, my mum told me it was hot or i shld sae spicy?! bt i dun care bout tt stuff.. wad i care is bout my stomach wic had been angry frm afternoon when i was in sch.. sorie frend.. tt time i was juz nt havin mood 2 eat anythin.. now u r full! happie enuff?? i tink dis particular thin is happie now.. den hav sum rest & do sum revision on SS.. de actual werd is social studies.. boring!!! k den, till here my bored diary ends.. byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
The Birth of our love
I smile at the birth of our love.
Because my lips remember innocence,
And how hope shined.
Poems, park benches, a picnic basket,
And an ocean view.
These were our deliberation
And then the fleeting touch,
The hand, And our first kiss.
That was when your lips met me
And afterRemembered me for a time.
But now they do not speak,
They do not speak, they do not speak
My nameBut I remember.
You wore suede boots.
There were clouds in the sky
Sunshine in our bellies,
And boats with sails upon the water.
We blushed, we laughed,
We talked and dreamed,
Walking on that pier.
Come near come near
To me once again,
And let your lips remember.
