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Monday, August 27, 2007

5:12 PM

The love glove doesn't fit

Sunday, a day not made for show and tell or work, but it's to be relaxing and enjoyable and so I thought. I sure did enjoy the sermon today at service. Hitting on the raw facts again the sank deep and got me pondering. It is like a question that lingers in your head and you debate with yourself when you actually know the correct answer. A forceful fight with the right moves but the truth just comes around and gets back at you.

I think I need an interlude for myself to consider what I really want from life. A good time off will be good. I always picture have a sit at starbucks, lying back on the sofa and let you mind chatters to itself while sipping over a cup of vanilla latte. Yea I love that drink, why? well it is simple but yet it permeates your taste buds with it's rich aroma of coffee with a vanilla twist. With such a tapping on your tongue, it just press on the rewind button on your life and look back of good times and bad times. Memories that stayed, either left a scar or a smile, but it's all good.

Dinner today was taken to the next level today. There was this japanese boy at the age of 15, kinda sat down and talk to us. We didn't know him but for a guy to come up to a group and 9 and try to spark a conversation with us kinda made me feel young again. I remember when I was young I enjoyed going for plays, which I still do, I talked to strangers and they would just enjoy talking to me or maybe they seem so. Haha, comunication ain't a factor when you are young, the only problem is not knowing when to stop. Well, talking about this japanese boy, well he was interesting, he would try to act out actions for words he didn't have a word for, like playing charades. Won't talk about what we laughed about, but the joke was on Miao Feng and he thought she was a korean. He said I look like his friend =). A japanese pull off I guess haha. He collected out names and translated them into japanese and talked a while more before leaving.

I feel that the world need more of such people. To just be open and chatter with other parties to share knowledge. We lack the talking factor people when we hit a certain age.

I wish I could just cash in all my emotions and get clean again. I want to know actually, can we get clean again? The bragging emotion overwhelms and soon makes joy a mask I put on. The absence of joy painted my town dull grey and it sulks into you even if it was just a glimpse you took. A teary tattoo is needled on the heart, I am only left with your enthralling smile that fights the ache.

Beer lies 5km away, club beats at 20km away, you are 40km away but God is 0 km away. Share to break the lies I've tagged with my emotions. A heart longing for a break through, but it's longing is shorten by your ignorance. If only I held the pen for the ending of my love ode.

goodnight world...