The humble and righteous and meek. But who really knows how to speak. Questions of where can he go. When he is feeling so low. And kicking himself just to show. And I want to know the difference between what sparkles and what is gold. I wonder how many eyes. Now I wonder if I can even move or breathe. And I know what they call themselves. To put me on this pedastal.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005. As sudden as tis blog came, it dies off juzlike dat. lyk kenar cook on watermelon sauce. niwae a dear farewell to the artist cum ballet dancer creator of tis blog. for sum reason he decided to opt out and quit wad he started. i muz sae he writes good compo but wonder y at sec skool he flung. tu lah, mengatal ngan mr lak.