Tuesday, April 14, 2009

A cry for help.


Today isn't productive at all. I almost spent my whole day at mum's shop. Taking care of the lil' baby brought a lot of laughters for me. She is smart, way smart than you think she is, pratically just talk to this lil' baby the same way I talk to the others. She understands you. After times of struggling, thinking, wasting of time, it's time to move on. I shall study hard now not to disappoint my mum, and make her think that I deserve to go Redang (: with all the hard work I'll pay.
My gut is burning. Won't you find me some water?
Hey, just forget it can you bring me gasoline
and collect a couple forks, hold them three feet apart
and wait for lightning to strike to burn me up?

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