Tuesday, 28 April 2009
now i crave for a skyscraper of a custard-filled layer cake. this happens often, like a defence mechanism.
now i wonder how tahirah is doing. sometimes the people whom you crossed paths with much later in life surprise you so pleasantly that you wish you've met earlier. almost lovers. you never know when you really step onto borrowed time.
Sunday, 26 April 2009
undisguised
this morning I woke up to realise that it's a sunday and almost gave a puff of outrage. tomorrow's monday and i'm dreading work. besides the psychic upheaval caused by this current change in my life, i find myself strictly solo these days. hang on, i thought, i can't go on like this. for once this is not going to be an empty phrase.
and i'm starting to feel calm and anger-free. it's not that hard. the one consolation about being in this exhausting situation is that the people at home have been pampering me more than any nineteen year old should get.
the weather's been very temperamental. there hasn't been cold wind that would try to chew our noses off but there were nights when the wind got wild and for once i thought it would blew out the window the way it rattled.
let's see what this following week has for me because i have a strong feeling it would land on my head like a bag of cluster bombs. god, please let me buckle in with pure pleasure.
Monday, 20 April 2009
i like how you suffered for your sanity.
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
it hadn't left me much
my toddlers. they. are. a. handful. lot. i know it's not right to say this but i can't help it! third day of work and i feel like a total wreck. i know. what a schmuck right. i'm all trussed up round the ankles and feel that my toes are forced up. like my whole brain had struggled to swallow these whole situation. either i was very high up or the clouds were unnaturally low.
now it got me thinking would it be better to be a rock star. For a beat, i thought i should really weave and sprint for the box but damn right this takes some getting used to. i hope i wouldn't have to run to the toilet, let loose a sob and cook up a plausible excuse to hold my skull together tomorrow.
oh yeah speaking of rock stars, kaiser chiefs in a matter of days. sad.
