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islands
I don't have to leave anymore. What I have is right here. Spend my nights and days before.
Searching the world for what's right here. Underneath and unexplored. Islands and cities I have looked.
Here I saw Something I couldn't over look. I am yours now. So now I don't ever have to leave.
I've been found out. So now I'll never explore. See what I've done.
That bridge is on fire. Going back to where I've been. I'm froze by desire. No need to leave.
Where would I be. IF this were to go under. It's a risk I'd take. I'm froze by desire. As if a choice I'd make.
I am yours now. So now I don't ever have to leave. I've been found out. So now I'll never explore.
So now I'll never explore.


Saturday, October 28, 2006, 3:44 PM

Today, I went to the supermarket with my mother and grandma. After buying all the stuff that we needed, we put em' all in those big trolley things that you see in supermarkets. My mum had to bring my grandma to take the lift because my grandma has a bad leg. (as in injured not misbehaved.) She asked me to take the trolley full to the BRIM of groceries 2 levels down to the carpark. Using the escalator as there was this mini shopping cart escalator thing for the trolley.( its in north point) Imagine: a young girl taking a trolley FULL of groceries, ALONE, walking. what would you think?!?! people were like pointing and staring....maybe they thought i stole it? WTF. people were giving me strange looks everywhere!

Since i have absolutely nothing to type about, i shall do one of the most passe and lame thing. i'll talk about a.......................movie. Yes people a movie. In fact its Scary Movie 4. Watched a hilarious conversation take place. It went like this:

Fat guy: .................the next day she turned up missing! imagine that!
Thin guy: Wait a minute! How can she turn up missing?
Fat guy: course' she can brother!
Thin guy: But you see, if she turned up, how can she be missing? And if she's missing, how can she turn up?
Fat guy: well..........

Something to ponder on: Based on the above conversation, is waking up dead possible?