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Wednesday, May 14, 2008
My soul tattoo.
Monday,
Fortunately, i didn't have to face that bushy face, that bad body odour he emits, that arrogant thinks-he-knows-it-all attitude. Botanical Gardens, nature walk with 37 monkeys. I caught a lovely sight, of 2 swans at the swan lake.
I have to admit, i waited for the arrival back from Spezia. Sacrificed the sleep, down some coffee to keep the eyes wide open while i can. Still i managed to catch a wink, for at least an hour.
Tuesday,
Botanical Gardens replica field trip 2, with company of dawina. Yesterday was a humid trip, a scorching one for that day. Is there such thing as allergic to grass? I didn't chance upon the swans, what a pity. A small trip to town after, to target for the potential attention seeking tops and bottoms.
Made our way back to campus with kalai, the dolly girl with the same strike of pose whenever we take photo, waited under the glazing hot sun for dayana, under the tiny hearts brolly. Collected the graduation robe, and we started walking with arms swinging around, like big burly men, just imagine three of us.
And when was the last time we did our brows? Needless to say, we got it done afterwards, nicely arched and northpoint-ed.
Wednesday,
I never wanted to wake up, just lie there and for the rest of the day. Rainy day throughout, retro band sitting on my head. The last lesson, i was busy swatting flying ants, that came with the pouring rain.
It's some kind of adrenaline rush when i see Safer Project (Corrosion) pops up from the corner and every time, i feel the anticipation. Initiation to make me laugh, after accepting the invitation, i saw a taliban. Of course, my preference is without that towel, my favourite gay hair. I would blow dry the hair, to my liking. Watching you undressed, pulling that baggy jeans, tucked in green tee, buckled with a blue belt and finished it with an orange pullover to keep you warm. Let's not forget the tendres baisers before you set off. I'm sure kissing for 5minutes like that makes your lips sore.
Cause you're the answer to my questions, the reason to the rhyme
You're the rhythm to my heart when it beats out of time
So now i hand you this cracked piece of bloody red flesh, mend it and make it beat for you.
S'il suffisait qu'on s'aime, s'il suffisait d'aimer. Mi mancherai.
Monday,
Fortunately, i didn't have to face that bushy face, that bad body odour he emits, that arrogant thinks-he-knows-it-all attitude. Botanical Gardens, nature walk with 37 monkeys. I caught a lovely sight, of 2 swans at the swan lake.
I have to admit, i waited for the arrival back from Spezia. Sacrificed the sleep, down some coffee to keep the eyes wide open while i can. Still i managed to catch a wink, for at least an hour.
Tuesday,
Botanical Gardens replica field trip 2, with company of dawina. Yesterday was a humid trip, a scorching one for that day. Is there such thing as allergic to grass? I didn't chance upon the swans, what a pity. A small trip to town after, to target for the potential attention seeking tops and bottoms.
Made our way back to campus with kalai, the dolly girl with the same strike of pose whenever we take photo, waited under the glazing hot sun for dayana, under the tiny hearts brolly. Collected the graduation robe, and we started walking with arms swinging around, like big burly men, just imagine three of us.
And when was the last time we did our brows? Needless to say, we got it done afterwards, nicely arched and northpoint-ed.
Wednesday,
I never wanted to wake up, just lie there and for the rest of the day. Rainy day throughout, retro band sitting on my head. The last lesson, i was busy swatting flying ants, that came with the pouring rain.
It's some kind of adrenaline rush when i see Safer Project (Corrosion) pops up from the corner and every time, i feel the anticipation. Initiation to make me laugh, after accepting the invitation, i saw a taliban. Of course, my preference is without that towel, my favourite gay hair. I would blow dry the hair, to my liking. Watching you undressed, pulling that baggy jeans, tucked in green tee, buckled with a blue belt and finished it with an orange pullover to keep you warm. Let's not forget the tendres baisers before you set off. I'm sure kissing for 5minutes like that makes your lips sore.
Cause you're the answer to my questions, the reason to the rhyme
You're the rhythm to my heart when it beats out of time
So now i hand you this cracked piece of bloody red flesh, mend it and make it beat for you.
S'il suffisait qu'on s'aime, s'il suffisait d'aimer. Mi mancherai.
