juxtaposition.

There are people that i observe from afar and sometimes envy,
and then there are people whom i admire and would like to get to know better.
There is almost always less probability of me actually conversing with the latter.

For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool by making his world a little colder.

Look at what i found!

so today i've been sent on a wild goose chase and i'm certainly not amused.pfffft!

plus all the while i've been mentally telling myself to be more assertive but oh well, i'll try better next time.

on a muchmuchmuchmuch brighter note! i'm looking forward the end of the month and then i can kiss this place a big fat sloppy veryvery cheerful goodbyeeeeeeeee.
oh well, maybe not quite yet, but i certainly am getting there. OMGOMGOMG!!!!



hahaha.forgive me but these whole 3 years have felt like a big long pause and now the 'play' button is about to be hit, so yeah, you bet i'm excited!

i refuse to jog today.

the heat is just intorelable!i honestly think its summer now in malaysia.
and i didn't think it was even possible in the first place. oh.panasnye.

but the sky takes my breath away.not a cloud in sight.
sigh.

i'm thinking.contemplating.

i should cut my hair.

short.
shorter.

Escape.

We're going out tonight.
Pitch black eye-liner,
slick on the mascara.
Deep eyes.deep eyes.
Everything else bare.
Dress up and dress well,
put on the boots, strap on the purse.
-put on a smile,
a stare,
a wink or two.
Laughters and giggles aplenty.
Have a drink, get the ciggs.
Let's forget who we are
and be someone else
just for the night.

Kelakar dia ni.

"Because days were so long and so little occurred.... i knew more things in the first ten years of my life than i believe I have known at any time since.I knew everything that was to know about our house for a start. I knew what was written on the underside of the tables... i knew and could take you at once to any illustration of naked women anywhere in our house, from a Rubens painting to fleshy chubbos in Masterpieces of World Painting to a cartoon by Peter Arno in the latest issue of the New Yorker to my father's small private library of a girlie magazines in a secret place, known only to him, me, and one hundred and eleven of my closest friends, in his bedroom."

Bill Bryson in The life and Times of The Thunderbolt Kid