Tuesday, July 20, 2004

this could get messy.

We'll fast forward to a few years later
No one knows except the both of us
And I have honoured your request for silence
You've washed your hands clean of this

What part of our history's reinvented and under rug swept?
What part of your memory is selective and tends to forget?
What with this distance, it seems so obvious?

[audiophile : hands clean/ alanis morissette]

i've never liked alanis that much, save for this song.

mugging marathons that extend till the wee hours of morning are terribly unhealthy. my funny vi will attest to that.

and it seems i blog with no purpose nowadays except to post a pretty lyric or make a random, often stupid comment. my mind must be stagnated.


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