people tell lies when they are afraid.. afraid of what they don't know.. afraid of what others will think.. afraid of what will be found out about us. but everytime people tell lies.. the fear grows stronger. don't be a person whohas to look back and wonder what they would have done, or could have had.

what would you do if everytime you fell in love you had to say goodbye?
what would you do if you loved someone more than ever but you couldn't have them?

anyway, i remember geoff telling me that his class can organize a last minute (and a very last minute one at that) outing and TEN people turn up. TEN people take the trouble to TURN UP. at this rate we're going, i don't think we can pool enough people for a chalet. cuz there are just some people who never fail to don't turn up. and then when you organize something and it seems like a failure, the organizer would obviously be sad. i've been in that position. i've invited people to a certain thing and if they don't seem interested/ happy at that event, i take it upon myself although i didn't organize the events, i merely invited the people. so can people imagine how upsetting it is for the organizer?

lay in bed last night.. thinking.. and thinking. thinking how inferior i was. bahh. maybe no one will understand. nowadays, it takes me almost an hour to fall asleep.

how many people cry behind closed doors?

nobody sees the tears as they are wept,
in the night as cold as death.
only the howls of (___) be heard,
as toss and turns accompany (___) to nocturnal sleep.

ok.. maybe i can't be shakespeare. >.< color="#ff99ff">
the simplicity of the complex. yet, the complexity (is there such a word?) of the simple.

i want my strawberry with whipped cream.
1. dunk
2. slurp
3. lick
4. bite into the strawberry

ooh. heavenly