Thursday, August 27, 2009

Surat Cinta.

Dear Ruffles perisa Cheddar dan Sour Cream,

Apa khabar? Sudah lama kita tak bersua. Rasa macam eternity :( I miss you SOOOO much.


p/s: Kirim salam kat Cheetos. Tapi awak masih kegemaran saya ;)

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Mad World

*klik gambar untuk lihat imej yang besar.

"In the 60's people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac to make it normal."

-Author unknown

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Plastic Heart.

I wonder, if you broke a heart one too many times, how long will it take to mend?

What if it was like a ceramic heart, will it ever be the same again? Or is it just like a mug which fell off the table and gained a new crack each time? There's only so much cracks a mug can take before it loses the ability to hold water. Only so much a broken heart can take before it starts to leak. What goes in the broken ceramic heart, always leaks out. There's hardly anything left for you after a while.

What if it was a glass heart, once broken, considered thrown.

What if it was a paper heart, you can cut it out anytime. When you're done, you can glue it on again, but it'll never be placed properly, it'll always be a little bit off.

What if it was a rubber heart? You try to break it, it always bounces back. Full of optimism and so elastic, that rubber heart. It refuses to believe that anything can alter the way it feels about love. Leave it too long by itself, it loses that elastic hope; Break it one too many times, it might never regain its shape.

What if it was a plastic heart? You can try to break it many times, but it feels nothing. It's not even biodegradable. It is just out there, it doesn't expect, just hopes. It also can't love you back.

The plastic heart at one time has been a ceramic heart, a glass heart, a paper heart or a rubber heart. But cynicism has mutated it into becoming plastic.

What kind of heart do you have?