Friday, September 08, 2006
i want to fly away for a quiet holiday in new zealand.
i wish i could pluck apples & flowers for myself.
i want to lie on a cornfield with the wind blowing in my face.
i would love to jump ten storeys high, to still be alive & kicking.
i wish i could tell my mother everyday, how beautiful she is to me.
i want to volunteer to take care of the orphans at Darul Ihsan.
i would love to stop socialising myself in such a flamboyant lifestyle.
i wish i was sixteen all over again, never to worry about a thing ever.
i want to be able to read the look on his face & the things in his mind.
i wish to take beautiful pictures of the moments that i'll lose over time.
thing is,
i always learn that wants/woulds/wishes don't come true.
the three W's is just afterall a bedtime fairytale story.