I know that I’m not just a waste
I think therefore I am
I know each minute can’t be replaced
I’d love some strawberry jam
Do I exist beyond my words?
Or was I written off?
But that would sound somewhat absurd
Excuse me if I cough
I’m the imperfect lines in poetry
The scribbles in some pad
The jagged sketches, incomplete
I’ve gone completely mad
I’m the splattered paint in canvas board
The neon among the pale
The sweetest in a pile of gourd
The epic win in fail
The name’s ddrei, remember that
So we can get along
I am ddrei, remember well
And I’ll sing you a song
Sunday. A week of no blogage. Wow! I can't even imagine that I actually had no physical contact with the computer during exams! That's a ddrei first! Other than the exams.. Hnn.. There isn't much to say. The normal damn it I just want to get this over with kind of thing. Regular classes again for tomorrow.
Its almost my sister's birthday, I hope the CD she wants arrives by then. She's been bugging me for downloading the album and I was like, what's the point in buying the CD if you're going to download it anyway? It kills the thrill too, don't you think?
Yaaah. I'm so bored again. If only something interesting will happen this week. It would save me lots of worthless seconds. Aishh. I'm hungry.
