` studied perfection

This post is dedicated to Prosper and Promise, literally. For bringing the bundles of joy!

Kid,
you know you'll always be a part of me cos i'll need you to hold my hand sometimes (and send me a couple of too-long-to-read-at-12am messages once in a while). *smiles*
I need you to tell me how I might be an idiot at certain moments of my life, shop with me, cry to me me, let me cry with you, cry to you, paint our nails, get all "i'm so fat" even though we're not all that fat *perasan* anyway, *sounding like an eight year old* Fwenz Forever!

But,
woly crockamoley. Prosperity comes in a big chunk. Not hunk! Chunk being bigger than the both of us plus together, which is pretty impossible to find huh! Prosperity might be big but we're nimble and quick *trying to console ourselves*! Thank goodness i'm the one with the common sense out of the three of us. "Common sense isn't so common anymore! har har har", is this line freaking familiar or what! haha. BTW for all those who don't already know, Prosper is a person. =_=

Yesterday night was eventful because he made the effort to tell me about the pebbles and the Joseph story. Thank you, thank you, and thank you. You creep into my life so subtly and prominently. Thank you and i'm sorry. You very well know why and I think you deserve it more than anyone else. And you're welcome, for this morning's message that I didn't reply, yet again. I hope you see this though. *goofy grin*

And I heard something that finally made sense recently. "If love was a drug, i'm sober".

On a random note,
day before yesterdays most cliched pickup line:
"Hi. You look familiar. Have we met before?"
day before yesterdays braniest decision:
"Hi. Do you have a phone/no.?"
"uh.. I gotta go inside now. See you later?" *yeah right!*
some random kid that made me laugh:
"che che?"
"yes my dear?"
"NO! I'm not a deer! I don't have *gesture horns above head*"
" ... *speechless* ... "

2am and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to.

your friend always & forever

*cough-hint-cough-cliche* haha