Setiap kali aku cuba menulis di sini, otak aku jadi tepu.
Blank.
Kosong.
Ia seolah kau cuba menulis di dalam buku nota yang sudah usang, menggunakan pen dakwat basah yang menjengkelkan, the type that will smudge everything as you write.
Then you stopped writing.
Not because you don't have anything to say.
Simply because you just CAN NO LONGER TOLERATE THE SMUDGE.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Monday, April 11, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Win Weekly at Shell
Today is the last day our our Win Weekly at Shell promotion.
I really shouldn't be seen walking around like /with this.
Okay, I promise to stop taking photos with the mock cheque.
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Monday, April 4, 2011
Sunday, April 3, 2011
I Wrote This For You #11
You think you know what you want.
You have a picture in your head.
A pleasant noise in the background.
But what you're really looking at, is a stepping stone.
A point in a time.
Because once that picture becomes real, you can see new things.
A new picture emerges.
A new point. Just a little bit further away.
So you find yourself wanting this new, better picture.
And, there is nothing wrong with this.
You have a picture in your head.
A pleasant noise in the background.
But what you're really looking at, is a stepping stone.
A point in a time.
Because once that picture becomes real, you can see new things.
A new picture emerges.
A new point. Just a little bit further away.
So you find yourself wanting this new, better picture.
And, there is nothing wrong with this.
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