Sunday, March 25, 2007

as i crumbled. thinking of the past. future. the present. and the ever-present situation that's been bugging. i came to a conclusion. a sudden one to say the least. nothing's ever perfect. not even my hair. the game i play. the girls i'm chasing. the results of exams that i sat in. nothing's perfect. how i wish it is. everyone will be flying around. up in cloud number nine. getting the best out of everything. how rich. how lame. how pathetic. life can never be that easy. not even being born with a silver spoon in a mouth can escape the trials and tribulations of life. i hate it. i enjoy it. and i love it.


*~__ Afa Romeo ___ ~*