to avoid queasiness,
refrain from having a stick or
any other device up your arse
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Life has gotten terribly mundane. Each day is becoming a routine. There is no excitement and it is a complete bore. As things become more banal and blah, I crave for an adventure which would leave me breathless. I wish to fall in love (funny I should say that because in the previous entry, I talked about how we shouldn't fall in love) with a stranger who would sweep me off my feet and take me to a land faraway where we will live happily ever after. It's a perfect ending, yes? But it bugs me knowing that such fairy tale ending only happens in storybooks. But I wonder why is it that we humans wish for the very simple things in life, only to be inundated by intricacies that inevitably comes along with life. We have become so accustomed to complex systems of beliefs and the eccentric social fabric so much so that some of us (read:me) would be psyched to spend at a day at east coast park, cycling. Don't ask me why cycling. I don't know. I just had to come up with something simple which any random people would enjoy doing at any random time. Of course, to go cycling, you must first be able to cycle. heh.
I am seriously bored and cannot get to sleep. I managed to get some work done today. I did the tourism essay and am now left with the 7 drqs. The late afternoon was spent at captain planet's who happens to have a mild case of dengue. Shortly before maghrib, we left. I felt kind of bad having A chauffeur me back to woodlands so I passed A 4 dollars for petrol. It's not much but that was all I had with me.
Okay. Really now, I am wide awake. And it's not like I had 8 hours of sleep last night. Seriously, what is wrong with me.
Eurgh. Nevermind. You know, sometimes I really wish that people would stop being so plastic and hypocritical. It's sickening how someone can keep up with pretense and not get tired. Just fucking come clean already. If you're bored or sick and tired of me, just tell me. I'd much rather you do that than pretend to immensely enjoy my company or the conversations that we have and boy, have I got news for you. I'm not exactly hard up for your friendship anyway so, save your cock and bull for someone else. Ohh and another thing, my being patient does not give you any excuse to make me stay up till late to wait for your call only to find that you never called. Surely it doesn't kill to have 2 or 3 hours taken from my oh-so precious sleep but surely it wouldn't have taken up much of your fucking time to send me a message saying that I do not have to wait because you'll be late, no? Friends do not take each other for granted yea. I bet your mother didn't teach you that.
Kwinella @ 10:26 PM!
