December 2010
15 posts
“If it look this good, I wonder how it tastes”- Jeremih
We all know he ain’t talking bout food though !
Lol, Fuck all these ROADS, Hop on this Rocket Baby !
Right or left. Forward or backwards. Diagonal or Curved. Upwards or downwards. There are many roads in many directions. Sometimes it’s the road we chose to take and sometimes it’s the road that we strayed on. Some roads more difficult than the other, Some roads with more ease. They say life has obstacles, but I say life just has hella roads. Hella Roads.
On these roads we encounter people. You can walk right pass them, talk to them, or even walk with them. Some people block your path, cut you off. Road Rage. Some people yield to you, guide or point directions. Teachers. Some people fallen, on the ground asking for a hand. Flat tires. Some people lost, directionless, unaware. Dead End. Some people ambitiously run straight through. NOS. Some people you meet along the road and they’ll follow. Stalkers. Some people you yourself follow. Role Models. They say we all go different directions, but I say let’s just cross paths. Cross Paths.
So I’ve chose right, hooked a left, went forward but found myself backwards. Ran diagonal, only to find out it was curved road. Tried going upward but found myself on a lower plane. I’ve chosen some roads and others I was forced to merge on- By people. I’ve been mislead, misguided, walked on, lost, unaware, and directionless. Met some people I’d never want to see again, and some people I’d wish to see again. But I said it.
”Life has hella roads. Like Hella roads. So statistically speaking We’ll Cross paths again.”
Figuratively - Hien
Ever find yourself in that ‘feel good’ mood? Nada to stress about , things working out , catch yourself smiling, food just happens to taste sensationally better , that song you like is on , biting your lips and what not , work or class is going by hella fast , start craving rich milk chocolate , gotta full gas tank , finding extra cash in your pocket , you just find yourself lost in this trance , all enjoying everything at the moment , though for only a brief moment… Ahhh, just once in awhile :)
Funny you asked; I remember vaguely climbing up my first freight of stairs when i was 4. I could walk by that age, but seeing the stairs I was intimidated and took caution. I decided to crawl up instead, after 6 or 7 steps I felt as ease. So I rose to my feet but still scared I grasped on to the railings, finally made it up and Mom was waiting; ha
“In the morning, in the evening, baby even in the afternoon”
