flawed work of art.
Sunday, February 06, 2005 @ 3:35 pm
Every year, our old neighbours come for a pre-cny visit. The big 2005 of course, wasn't forgotten. This uncle, has always been calling me 'pretty girl' ever since I could remember. This year, he only mentioned it once! plus, there was no awkward boyfriend interrogations, nor 'sit on uncle's lap' suggestions. phew! I never thought I'd feel like Bridget one day, but heck, I do tend to, especially in times like these. I mean, it's not like I'm 5 or anything. anyway, I think his decline in making me feel like bridge, is due to the newest addition to his family, his very first grandchild! heard he dotes on him like anything. why do all grandpas have that kind of utmost affection for their first grandchild, I wonder.. my dad is definitely gonna be one of those grandfatherly ones, I tell you.
many of my friends & family have expressed their condolences on losing my Fairy baby. Thanks, guys. I know y'all will miss her too. It feels weird not seeing her although everything kinda reminds me of her.. saw a tick crawling around outside too. I'll miss you, buddy. Fairy, I mean, not those damned ticks.

When you look, you see right through me
Cut the rope, fell to my knees
Fallen, broken every single time
Always keep me under finger
That's the spot where you would sue me
Might see some type of pleasure in my mind
Yeah, here comes the water
It comes to wash away the sins of you and I
This time you see
Velvet Revolver Slither

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