Saturday, October 22, 2005

twisted day

Joann and Mummy twisted my innocent morning. I tumble out of bed later than the time i set for alarm. Then roamed into my sister's room to hunt for outfit to work. I plucked a shirt from my wardrobe and Joann claimed that it's hers, then pointed to her messy bed of clothes, saying that mine was there. I dunoe what the heck happened and expected her to pass it to me. She didn't and i screamed at her with my "fresh" mouth.

Chapter two. My family was going with my relatives to collect the ashes of grandmother, i had to work. We were preparing for breakfast together down at the block at 7am and none of us were with shoes on at 7.05am. I took my lousy shoe -the white one, over to the sofa. The foot sole turned rubbish since the day my grandmother died. Sunday rained non-stop, that horrible day :( I asked mummy for a new sole. She found none and concluded that she had given that to me long ago. I told her i didn't receive any shoe related stuff from her but she was stubborn. I got fed up and shouted across the whole house.

Daddy tried to calm me down but failed. We feast upon the breakfast at our nearest coffee shop. I started munching away without greeting or even looking at Joann or mummy. After filling up my stomach, i stomped my way to work after saying a cool bye. I'm guilty :X

I strolled slowly along Orchard Road before going for work. People are puffing cigarettes, handsome or pretty, adnormal or ordinary. I just don't understand what's so darling precious about stuffing a stick into one's mouth that makes people win a one-way ticket (die). Each time i helped my father to buy kopi O from coffee shops, i always see those ugly smoking images of destruction. I imagined myself with a stick, haha. It looks silly. Technology is increasingly gradually but the level of human thoughts is deteriorating. What else is coming up next? In the same way that rain breaks into a house with a bad roof, desire breaks into the mind that has not been practising mediation.

At work i was with Annie for the whole morning. Evelyn came after that. Ting yue had sore eyes and i have to worked till the end. I rewarded myself with Mcdonalds food. There was a hyper active primary school girl, the daughter of a woman who worked for some other companies i dunoe what. They set up the stall next to us. The girl caught my attention all the time. She talked non stop plus LOUD, laughed at nothing funny, rolled herself on the floor after some "strong" and fake laughs. Potential attention seeker -.- Buey tahan.

I touched my door knob after nine, was bitch tired. I dreamt about something (forgot) on my way home, haha. I'm still tired but the computer arouses my sleepy mood. I'm heading for neopets games and msn game after blogging :P

Oh yeah. I didn't want to bathe when i came home. Then Joann pulled off my jersey shorts from the stick-on-wall hook and announced that i took hers. I've checked and wore it, it was mine. Guess what, the strong-to-be hook fell off from the wall and i screaming again, the third time of the day, at Joann's pair of pathetic ears. The other three KPOs came rushing to my room, as if i was on my last breathe. LOL. I stomped my way to bathroom. And pyschoed myself to wash away the bad luck, lol.

Hopefully i can sleep early for basketball game tomorrow. Joann commended that grandmother's ashes contained blood particles and knee joints are seen. Yucks.


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JACYNDA

    If I were to write our
    names, I will draw it on
    a circle, not a heart;
    because a heart can be broken, but a circle
    NEVER ends
    .


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