My princess.
My one of a kind princess.
She's not really pretty.
She don't have a body men would kill for.
She looks like a dinosaur, like one of my friend said.
Above is the statements why normal men won't like her.
And below is the statement why I love her so much.
My princess.
My dear princess.
She's kind to everyone.
She's sweet when she talks.
She's cute when she's worry about me.
She's my personal dinosaur. Haha~
How much people could get a dinosaur as their girlfriend huh?
And please, I did not state that she's ugly okay?
I just said that she's not the type of girl boys fall in love on first sight.
We didn't start by first sight either.
I was the school forum administrator.
I'm in-charge of collecting forms filled in.
Illegally, I added a few people's hotmail in my MSN contact list.
Among those people there was my princess.
Such coincidence, we're classmates!
Except the fact that she's afternoon session and I'm morning.
Everyday after school I seek chances to take a peek at her.
Just a glimpse will do, to make sure she's okay.
And it makes my world a more beautiful place.
It all started because of a cookie.
I was like a kid whining to her, asking for cookie.
Then ice cream and so on.
Until what we are today.
Now I miss her badly.
Her cellphone went for repair.
We communicate by paper slips in table.
Once a day, harsh for me.
Weekend its possible to chat with her on MSN.
But it sucks when I waited her all day long and she ain't on.
This is all I want, simple.
I love her, she loves me.
Makes my world perfect.
I love you my dear princess!
By,
Wayne A.K.A property of Emily.
My world turned black and WHITE @
4:23 PM
4:23 PM
Monday, May 4, 2009
Views of man.
View of dream.
View of fantasy!
View of sorrows.
View of death.
My ambition.
My future career.
Is to be a psychiatrist.
And please, be able to differentiate.
Psychiatrist heals or solve someones mind problem.
But psychologists studies human mind and nature.
I want to help people!
My point of view.
A psychiatrist may easily understand a humans personality easy.
As their act being third party in their patients life.
But some actually doesn't know themselves much.
They sought so many personalities in their mind they lost their own personalities.
For me, I'm like a blind minded man.
I don't understand my own personalities.
I don't understand myself.
I'm able to control my own emotions.
Therefore I call myself, EMO.
Its just a net name actually.
Weirdly, I'm starting to study.
At least a little.
For my ambition, and my dream to understand more.
I'm stupid I know.
Sometimes idiotic and acts like a fool.
Childish, mindless, and stubborn.
So what? Thats me!
Love is just like a slap on the face.
The pain stays awhile but the damage cause to ones mind is eternal.
And then you either tries to forget that pain or choose to preserve it.
For me, I choose preserving it.
As love is the most beautiful in memories.
Eventhough its the pass, sad no more!
Forget the sad part, memorize the happy ones!
I'm ready!
Again. Not afraid to fall this time.
Just get up after every fall!
The bruises will heal anyway!
Every bits of my life.
I treasure it as a part of me.
A memory I will not forget.
As long as I could.
And hope to remember everyone I ran into.
Be it friend or foe, they're still my memory.
Your best enemy may be your good friend in the end.
I choose not to be angry at anything.
I'd let myself be crowned the name coward just to avoid any casualties.
I'm not weak! I'm just kind, maybe.
To live with agony!
And to die in pride!
Have no regrets in life!
And live life to the max!
Wayne A.K.A. EMO,
Don't try, its useless, just do your best!
My world turned black and WHITE @
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4:46 PM