July 26, 2010

Blame The Hormones.


Dear Mr. Future, I know you're out there. somewhere.
Out there with all the wrong girls, at the wrong place, and the wrong time.
I'd wait for you. Oh you know I would.
But there are moments like this. I really can't help it.
Empty moments like this when I could really use somebody.
Yeah. Just get your ass here soon.








July 5, 2010

Fourth 'Super-Something' July!

This happens 366 days ago.
It took place in the heart of the city.
The atmosphere is somewhat irksome, 
yet amusing at the same time.
People pushes through, making their way.
On the background, music's blasting real loud.
Sweats. Sweats. Sweats--everywhere.
This bunch of kids were there too.
Queasy smiles, and returned handshakes.
The familiar noise.
With unfamiliar faces
"Shit."
"Shit."
The music blares again, louder.
"This actually sounds good."
"Yeah, feel like joining the crowd?"
"Sure."

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And the rest is history.
They sing.
They dance.
They collide.
As a matter of fact, today is the 366th day.
They've been a bunch of buddies ever since.
Crime partners. Laughing machines. Music mates. You name it.
Three hundred sixty six days and counting. 




p/s: dudes & dudettes sekalian, thanks untuk 04072009. 
kita memang super-something jyeah!  

July 3, 2010

Time Is Running Out.

Three days left, and I haven't packed a single shit.