Hello sweetheart.
It feels like its been a lifetime. You look well.
(But I'm not.)
Oh? Well, that's nice.
(But its not.)
Its all a matter of perspectives, my dear.
(If you say so.)
I do.
heavenknows
11:00 PM
I really love today's weather.
Its so cool and windy, even with the sun so warm and pretty fierce. Feels a lot like Adelaide, heh.
Hm. Adelaide. Fun.
Happy pills?Nah, I'm happy enough.
heavenknows
9:15 PM
Ugh.
I really really really hate being sick. Its all the medicine's fault I'm feeling so bloody weak, I tell you.
heavenknows
9:09 PM
Muddy, muddy brown. There was nothing else to describe it, because that was what it was. A single monotone of brown throughout, only with a layer of water floating on top. It looked a lot like rainwater, before it seeped down into the soil. Maybe the soil wasn't properly irritated. I swirled the plastic cup. The thin, almost indiscernible line between the two vanished.
There. I did it. A small paragraph describing the milo.
--
Daaang. I just cut myself on a pair of really sharp scissors. By rubbing my thumb over one of the edges, in an attempt to remove the ink stains on them. Which, come to think of it, five minutes later, was a really awfully stupid thing to do. Argh.
It hurts. I'm not cut out to be masochistic.
heavenknows
9:46 PM
Aha... So Minying and Yujia were right.
heavenknows
9:47 AM
ljaldfjlekafn.
I should be at Fort Canning Park now watching Much Ado About Nothing.
But I'm obviously not.
Instead, I'm re-reading the proper way to suck-up to some official, in the format of a formal letter of complaint, so that he/she will take up my well-meaning and politically-correct suggestions, in an effort to Make The World A Better Place.
Woohoo.
acneaj;feawslf.
heavenknows
8:23 PM
The insistance of people over msn does wonders to bored souls suffering from an overdose of Chinese. Which is why I'm here, posting this, even though a few minutes ago, I was explaining to them about how typing/writing out my thoughts made me feel vulerable.
But a lot of things make you feel vulnerable.
(It doesn't mean you avoid them as a whole)
Vulnerability, after all, makes you feel alive.
Lets all try to believe in fairies. ...Even if we all know that Tinkerbell does die in the end.
heavenknows
10:43 PM
