I was amazed - of how things just got me jaw-dropped. It almost felt like squeezing a handful of sand on my palm : how it would drop helplessly away for being held too tight; much alike casting my second chances away. Letting it be stranded unwillingly.
Unbeliaveable!
The best jaw-dropping moment I can definitely recall is when the seagull of The Little Mermaid, Scuttle, dropped its jaw just all of a sudden and widely - like it just couldn't drop its jaw any wider! Guess it must have been shocked much, as if there had been nothing make it much more surprising.
And it's because Ariel told him that she had fallen for a ... man. With feet - instead of fins.
I wish that life of mine were that complicated!
The simple life I have been living seems like harder to deal with. I remember back then when I promised myself that I would never let anything come in between me and my alter ego. Now, I just don't understand why I keep forgetting that.
Should I simply blame the power of unexpected rush?
Am I restless? Or, a fool?
While I keep saying "no", I find myself feel much more alive by cheating on the denial I've been making all the time.
This very time, I know that I get along with everyone else, as I look around, people are just in the same passion as me - or, is it me who is vividly and insanely influenced by them? That eventually I am just someone who can't ignore that something, no matter how I keep arguing.
While Summer is coming, I don't get it why I suddenly miss the Siberian breeze.
I wonder what slow haze means - if not failing at all!
I wonder that slow haze is something of a curse.
I wonder why this time i just don't go for it fast enough to make me stumble down.
I wonder whether the slow haze leads me to something new - and the one I hate the most: novelty.
No doubt, it was just jaw-droppingly me.
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