life is like...

a vanilla milkshake. hard to suck up the straw, and sweet and creamy in small amounts. take too much to hard too fast and it is tough to swallow.

that's what i thought drinking one at mos burger one day. and why is mos burger the only fast food joint selling milkshakes nowadays?

on a wholly different note, i have a headache. why is this so significant? cos i just received an email from poetry.com requesting that i submit a poem for a seperate contest and publication. guess i would not be able to think of anything for the next few days lol. inspirational drought too.

Bertram awoke @ 5:56 PM with