Saturday, June 27, 2009
I just feel like blogging! Hahaha.
Anyway, yah, I realised that a lot of the things that I want to write/type here cannot be written/typed.
Yes I'm being very ambiguous.
Ok.. so I was on 3 days MC due to the asthma thingy triggered off by certain fumes, but I'm happy to say that I'm fine now. Monday brings a new adventure of going to work! Haha.
We were talking about poor MJ and his most recent death. It is really tragic, to start so high and to end on such a low note. Haiz, and to think he was on the way to a comeback tour in London. My mom has some strange theory that it could have been suicide due to a failure to perform or something like that.
Right now I'm listening to noisy music and blogging in an erratic, senseless manner.
To take me back, back to a time where things used to be simpler without so many complicaitons. Take me back to the past, where it was just home after school.
Don't want no Paper GangstaScene 1:
Man walks into an empty room, staring at what used to be a home without an excuse, a room without reason.
Man: It's really incredulous what this place has become.
Room: It is, isn't it? To think the dragons and fairies used to inhabit this place.
Man: Yes I'm quite sure I still feel them in here.
Room: That's your own bloody imagination, you twit head. What do you think you are? Some space robot with no legs?
Man: Come to think of it, I do think I am what you have described.
Room: To each his own, my man, to each his own.
Curtain call.
2:36 PM
