"I'm Going to be OK"

I.

(An own composition)

The "food" doesn't agree with me; I shit three times a day
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

The language is alien; can't get a word of what they say
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

Only guys all around (and a couple might be gay)
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

Not a restaurant in sight -- not even a café
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

I suck at every sport, yet I go out and play
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

Everyone (but me) studies all night (and day)
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

The skies are either too bright, or too dull and gray
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

No internet after 12 a.m. -- "Good night!", they say
But don't worry about me, I'm going to be OK.

Just ten months over here, then I'll head to the USA
Don't worry about me -- I'm going to be OK.

Disclaimer:
Don't take seriously what I had to say.
Really. It's not bad here. It's pretty OK.
Blending fact, fiction and fantasy
It's called poetic license, OK?

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II.

(Lyrics of 3 Doors Down's "Here Without You")

A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face

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III.

My dose is blogged. I have a gold. Does anybody 'ave a gure for by stubby dose? :(

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IV: Epilogue

I'm OK. I'm fine. I'm feeling better.

"First Crush"

Ah, my first crush.

I saw her for the first time
She was with another guy
But I was smitten completely
By her gorgeous curves
She was so beautiful
A beauty contest winner
She was wearing a crown
I stared at her longingly
But all I got back was
This cold, emotionless stare

A few days later I saw her again
With a different guy this time
He was holding her in his arms
I was angry and disappointed,
Jealous and heartbroken, but
I was never gonna give her up
I was never gonna let her down

Then one fine day somehow
I summoned all my courage
Timidly I went closer to her
I put my arm around her hips
Ran my fingers down her cold back
God how sweet are you, I thought
I drew her lips closer to mine
I could feel the excitement in the air
I looked at her one last time
Then I closed my eyes

When our lips finally touched
Time seemed to stand still
My teeth felt a cold chill
I had a brain freeze
Tingling sensation on my tongue
Bittersweet orange-y taste

Ah, my first Crush. *sigh*

20080524 Update: Repaired broken linky.

"Lost Verses"

I'm sure a lot of you found the lyrics to yesterday's "A Midsummer Night's Dream" a tad dark and morose.

So here's an alternate ending to the poem, which isn't as disturbing.

I saw her for the first time...
.
.
...was her jealous boyfriend.

then I woke up from my reverie
opened my eyes, only to see
she was still standing there
and combing her hair.

"A Midsummer Night's Dream"

I saw her for the first time
man that sight was sublime
she was combing her hair
she looked good I swear
you should've been there
to believe that sight
on that warm summer night
stars shining bright
in the wide open sky
I really have no clue why
throbbing was my jugular
heartbeat was irregular
blood pressure increasing
can't describe the feeling
my head started reeling
my palms grew all sweaty
collapsed like spaghetti
like being in a whirlpool
oh was I such a lovefool
tried hard to keep cool
but damn! that sensation
like floating, levitation
beyond imagination
irresistible temptation
I just kept on staring
yes, it was daring
but I wasn't caring
I was just looking at her
One thing was for sure
her face was angelic
the feeling psychedelic
I admired the creation
felt a sense of elation
Heart said "go, propose"
Brain tried to oppose
Heart wasn't listening
too busy whistling
despite my trepidation
and all the hesitation
Heart was the winner
I asked her out to dinner
after like, forever
she said, "whatever"
then my jaws hit the floor
and eyes started to roll
I bled and bled and bled
and then I was dead
It took me quite a while to realise
the last thing I saw with my eyes
before I met my gory end
was her jealous boyfriend.