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Josephine.
Since 1988.
A tub of Strawberry Cheesecake Ice-cream with my favourite Hollywood flicks pretty sums me up.







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Monday, May 05, 2008

i fly as high as i can. i flap as hard as i can.
i'm nothing but just a nightingale.

i'm sing beautiful tunes at wee hours.
sometimes..even when the sun rises.
that's my strength, you all know.

i sing to attract, but i fear to attract the wrong kind of attention from my predators.
i'm foreign to many species; as many as you can think of.
some look like one of a kind, but i'm also one of a kind.
i'm paralysed; paralysed by shadows of the night even when i look like i belong.

one day, i found myself in a deep dark tunnel.
my feets were sore.
i could walk no more.
i saw a glint of light from where i was.
but it seemed so far.
all i could do was to sing,
so i sang.
i sang so beautifully.
i made myself at home, imagined myself in the heavenly golden nest.
i started to feel so comfortable cosying up my nested bed.
i slept.
i woke up to find myself in the hands of my predator.
that was the last moment of my life and i experienced heaven.