surreal.

there she was, standing at the shop i was in, barely steps away;

so close i could reach out and run my fingers through her hair;
so close her scent was intoxicating, maybe even instinctively instigating;
so close..so far.

and she was waiting..

lingering, with her unpinned hair flowing down her back;
lingering, with that placidity arising from her that seems almost intrusive;
lingering, her pulchritude so astounding, 'twas a mental torture not to look her way;

and then just as suddenly our eyes met, she vanished;

p.s.  how i wish it was a mere dream. not a repressed regret.

poizon in ma system.

place, sieve, rinse, repeat. side effects recorded;

fuyo. z-win never sleep again and he is blogging :D :D :D how great he is huh.


i think i mentioned this before but i have discovered new things about myself. the last time i briefly said that when i don't sleep i function at a whole new different level. however, now i realize how much different. trust me it's a lot. well, lets start with the negativities. under normal circumstances, i already have a short attention span. well now, it's even shorter :D perfect huh?

next, i go through everything faster though it may not be as detailed; nevertheless quicker. maybe it's due to the shortened attention capacity my brain just decides to scan things as briefly and simply as possible. which is awesome because everything that i think about, i find myself coming to conclusions with things much more speedy.

besides, my focus is close to maximum, for me that is. hence i am capable of zooming into something that i choose really quick. i haven't tried this with studying yet, but i doubt i will last because there are so many things out there more worthy of an abstract place in this mind as compared to mere words written in a book.

somehow, i feel less sadness too, less pain, less emotions all in all. everything seems to be stripped down bare and naked to my eyes. it's situational, this happening. mmm.



i just lost my interest in explaining. maybe some other time. HAHA. baiiiiii :D :D :D

intelligence.

right, there are two types of intelligence, i believe. first is natural, the other is acquired. the natural type can be sharpened, while the acquired one can be honed. so chill, you and i? we can work our way up there(: heck, who am i convincing. HAHA.

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somehow or rather, my normal attention span came back. AWESOME :D

gone.

darn. i deleted many things ranging from mails, to posts, to pictures that i regret now ):




i just want to be on a small remote island. like what they had in the movie 'the beach'.




whisk me away, someone,

ZACH.

i don't want to do this no more ):

omy.

the sounds emanating from your throat when you felt the lips depart,
how your form archs to every touch, every caress,
sensations heightened, eyes shut, fingers clenched, anticipating...
moments never last.


i love love love love love love love the song Officially Missing You. It just calms the roughest sea in me.

*added by the fact that i have a brand new 2.1 sound system in my room :D thanks Alex!