u are not getting any younger my friend....
I need sleep. It's a hot Sunday. Too hot in my opinion.
Went to Random last nite followed by Poptart. Aww heck, you most probably seen this statement tons of time. Boys and gals all look beautiful in their own way. Memorable mention goes to lin with here parisenne get-up, c'est vraiment genial!
It was Joe's bdae, didn't realise he was that old...was expecting him to be younger. Age creeps up on us. The following Poptart was very alrite.. stayed till closing time. I do have to admit that we had more than the required alcohol.
The last song was “There Is A Light That Never Goes Out” from The Smiths. Love the thanatotic (is that even a word???) inclinations in the lyrics. Aye, to die by the side of your loved one, is truly a heavenly way to die. One more thingy to ask oneself when “the one” is found. I could just fall in love there and then.
Reached home, the real home, at 5.30am and woke up at 9.15am cos I need to go to temple with the folks. I am still stoned but can’t sleep, after effects of the alcohol. One of my aunts started the conversation of am I holding hands yet… WTF, as if it matters to her, her daughter would have a better chance than me. I hinted her to refrain carrying on the conversation, lest I shoot my caustic remark of when is her turn to go. She didn’t get it but my sis did. Guess I will hear more of that the coming CNY since the mourning period is over. Haiz… Age creeps up on us. Why aren’t I holding hands yet.
When to office to pick up the mess I made while trying to rush down toand saw AA in the office. Happy that he is more settled down. I bet we will be bitching about Nancy boy. Kid’s quite a character.
On the way back… Tiredness hit me in the form of leg cramps (from the jumping) and body hoarse throat (from all the screaming) and my body aches (that could be signs that I am going to fall sick). But I am still contemplating to go out a not this evening… Age creeps up on you, next thing you know, you survive with the standard requirement of sleep.
“My disappointment was not being about to say more to you.”
Went to Random last nite followed by Poptart. Aww heck, you most probably seen this statement tons of time. Boys and gals all look beautiful in their own way. Memorable mention goes to lin with here parisenne get-up, c'est vraiment genial!
It was Joe's bdae, didn't realise he was that old...was expecting him to be younger. Age creeps up on us. The following Poptart was very alrite.. stayed till closing time. I do have to admit that we had more than the required alcohol.
The last song was “There Is A Light That Never Goes Out” from The Smiths. Love the thanatotic (is that even a word???) inclinations in the lyrics. Aye, to die by the side of your loved one, is truly a heavenly way to die. One more thingy to ask oneself when “the one” is found. I could just fall in love there and then.
Reached home, the real home, at 5.30am and woke up at 9.15am cos I need to go to temple with the folks. I am still stoned but can’t sleep, after effects of the alcohol. One of my aunts started the conversation of am I holding hands yet… WTF, as if it matters to her, her daughter would have a better chance than me. I hinted her to refrain carrying on the conversation, lest I shoot my caustic remark of when is her turn to go. She didn’t get it but my sis did. Guess I will hear more of that the coming CNY since the mourning period is over. Haiz… Age creeps up on us. Why aren’t I holding hands yet.
When to office to pick up the mess I made while trying to rush down to
On the way back… Tiredness hit me in the form of leg cramps (from the jumping) and body hoarse throat (from all the screaming) and my body aches (that could be signs that I am going to fall sick). But I am still contemplating to go out a not this evening… Age creeps up on you, next thing you know, you survive with the standard requirement of sleep.
“My disappointment was not being about to say more to you.”
gibberish posted by death&taxes at
8/28/2005 03:42:00 PM
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