Whut the -

The earlier days of 2004, I did something I never thought would ever left me in a dead tracks. It was a time where our school magazine -Gemala- asked for any written poems or stories. And I, as usual, had hopes for it. I mean, c'mon! This is my last year in this lovely SMSU! So I might as well give a piece of my mind since I'm leaving and stuff. And also my insides melt whenever I see my written work in a book... sigh...
Which never happened before!

And for the fact that my sister's best pals are in this Gemala thing, a little bribery..And then, there it is! My masterpiece. It's perfect....

And this poem - the instrument that I had given to the public - isn't something I created just for the sake of this Gemala. I in fact, created it out of the blue!

Like - ZAP! Inspiration.....

Oh that, and also two hours of No Doubt nonstop. You know how they are. Crazy and wonderful little gremlins. Gwen is just amazing!

Anyway, this poem... Doesn't reflect me much. In fact, it reflects the crazier me. The one that people hardly know... Which means if they read it, they probably go 'What the hell? Is this kid demented or what?'! I mean if it was gg, then its pretty much understand-able. She's the sweet little girlie girl...And me. I'm the person who glares at somebody for no freaking reason! And I didn't even realise I was doing it , too! What is my childhood trauma anyway?!

Ok, here is the poem. Some of you had read it before but just comment on it anyway okay?

Who Let Loose This Crazy Maniac?

In this cheap mellow diner of this world,
We sat on that plastic table,
You, the salty one,
Me, the pepper with capital P,
We're different but together nonetheless,
The same day after day,
Until I felt something about you...
It tasted very ... salty -

Love perhaps.

Who cares about this friendship anymore?
Put aside those doubts,
Burn the many hesitations we make,
Stake the reasonings,
Who let loose this crazy maniac anyway?

I want to take you by the gruff,
And give you a collar with my name on it,
So we can have a walk in the park,
In the early Sunday morning.
I want to pet you for the good tricks you've done
and also the bad ones.

Who cares about this friendship anymore?
Put aside those doubts,
Burn the many hesitants I hate,
stake the reality we live in,
Who let loose this crazy maniac anyway?

Boy, I see many many things in your eyes,
The stars, the moon and our wedding night,
Who cares about our friendship anymore?
Not me, just so you can be mine,
So many questions in my spongy mind,
So many questions but only one for you -

Who let loose this crazy maniac?
Was it You?

Its weird alright. I got postive comments from my friends but then again...You will never know...I've done my fair share of sucking up to people too, ya know. And for the fact that they're ain't many Atikahs in my school, especially in Form 3...so yeah, my social life will be doomed forever!!!

--wedding night? I wrote that? WHY!!!!