time: 10:38am
music: she will be loved - maroon 5.
mood: happy-ing.
its like looking through a telescope n' watching us play among the stars.
how close together we looked, yet how far apart we actually are.
its like holding the stars within our palms, and its glow fading every
second we were together. and knowing that, the only way to reignite
its passion, to restore its beauty, is by letting you meander back to
the milky way - far far away,
perhaps only then there'll be light of day.
you're like the play of words that never ever make sense.
i'm found but lost in a forest that's dense
in an enchanted wood and her cupids and fairies.
only stars, however far apart will lift the mist.
my heart works at the tug of strings,
attached and attached to another set of strings,
into
another another
set of strings,
tied into neverending inexplicable things
my insides are muddled in a tangled mess.
clearly, "cos you expect only the best.
you only think about you you you
you self-centered stubborn girl, you.
you are the magnet to these tragedies,
you are your reason your emotions you are not free"
the thing is, sigh*
i already knew i was the reason i (still) feel this way.
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the hissing was from the aircon you kinnie-dodohead you! so i'm alone, yet again, in the office. this morn, in the throes of my mp3, for that moment i completely forgot and took the elevator. mirrors la. freaky and most probably my imagination, but it took two second too long for the door to open. so when i went to buy kopi, i climbed down and back up the stairs. nvm. exercise. sanggup eh?! =/p
see the gazillion-bazillion-trizillion-zazillion-mazillion-fazillion-dazillion (ok. i'll stop) bracelets i have on, compared to ling's very naked wrist?!. used to wear them all to sleep, showers, uni, part-ays; so much tt after a night of partying, ling's arms will be smeared w' scratches from my "accidental" brush against... say, kinstrademark? so i discarded them finally last new yrs', coz',
one - most of em broke.
two - much to the relief of many, i FINALLY realised they were kinda childish. and
three - i was totally bent on letting go.
ive always hated those moments when life smacks u in the face and you're left reeling with the aftershocks of the-when you changed. change is so gradual and suddenly, you're just not the person u remember u were a mth back, a yr back, an eternity back. these bands & bracelets were a huge part of me... i suppose choosing a specific date; which in this case was new yr's eve, - was a way for me to landmark in my time capsule. i have now resort to wearing just a watch and if im lucky and can be bothered enough, a ring and a bracelet. its funny how that pic was taken only a few mths back. goes to show how a single second can change your life. i suppose, as much as i want to forget the bad, going thru it all is the only best possible way; gd/ bad.
speakin of good and bad, i FINALLY FINALLY caught hold of tt busy woman, lingalingaling to catch up on things. brand new honda jazz and leather interior. bitch. im so blardy jealous. you're goddamlucky! and a pause when talking to God to answer my call? i'm touched. haha. how things've changed. we barely made it alive without meeting a day last yr. now we meet once a mth?! ah. so life goes on. miss u la woman. esp the nyonya way u call me a mina, when i once or twice overtalk you n' actually make sense. haha. isnt it funny how i'm possibly the only one in the world who still insists on callin you, ling. huh candy goh?
work matters, michelle, one of the agents, whom i befriended yesterday (so far possibly the only one i click with) will be coming in today. so i suppose it wont be as quiet. she's from hawaii and was apalled when this cina lady refused to rent her apt after knowing the client was an indian.
"dayymmnn.." said she
"can they even do that?! that's like frickin discrimination!"
"yes. sad ain't it?", i said.
4 yrs in dwnunder n' her entire life in the US, have found, rather shockingly, that asians are by far, more racist, n' prejudiced. hypocritical too; that these is kept at subtlty. sad. real sad la.
i SHOULD get back to work.
ppl must be thinking i'm makan gaji-ing (shaking leg).
OH BTW, ruzi and i passed our basic theory test. chedeybahhh.... tak seselenge as ppl think aye???
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5:10pm- just great. the stupid office phone wont direct itself to me. im starting to get the gist of this job. freeeeeeee like madness from morning untillllllllll 4-ish; then the boss will come rushing thru givin me "jobs-need-to-be-done-ASAP" ...it JUST hit me, thanks to ling of cos, that this office building is directly next to singapore casket. as in the bury dead ppl place, store dead ppl place. dayymnn. i hope its my imagination; but with the rain, the corridor outside looks dimmer. sigh*
looks like imma be walkin in the rain, by the look of outside. ok. ok. i better go fix the phone. else i'd be the only one left on this level! home it is... ciao!
