♥ posted October 13, 2008, 5:12 am

If you’re trying to turn me into someone else
It’s easy to see I’m not down with that
I’m not nobody’s fool
If you’re trying to turn me into something else
I’ve seen enough and I’m over that
I’m not nobody’s fool
If you wanna bring me down
Go ahead and try

I’m still sorta sad I didn’t get to see Avril Lavigne when she was here last month.

“He is a difficult child you know.” I was somewhat surprised as I heard this. “Tantrums and such. It doesn’t seem that way right? He’s only passive around me.”

Not just you, the thought runs through my head. It’s around everyone else I’ve seen him around with, the crowd. The defiant character in him emerges only when he’s behind the safety of not being physically present. I saw a mirror image of myself, a younger me, in him. Which I suspect was what made me go out of my way to reach out to him even though it really wasn’t appropriate for me to do so.

I shan’t forget that fateful night of when those mean words were first spoken. Aren’t you humiliated? Those horrible denims, and those shoes.

Of those days where the both of us would be so broke, we’d talk over a mug of teh o halia in a run down coffee stall opposite Habourfront. Those were good times to be remembered.

Things will never be the same again.