Sunday, September 26, 2004
spinning to radiohead-thinking about you.
so much for being on a hiatus. screw hiatus. screw revisions. screw end of years. screw you.
im pretty much on a daze right now. im all high and dry. bahh. its 2 in the morning. im not sleeping but im smiling all night. dont ask. dont even try. well. went studying at the airport. sounds inconceivable but uhuh, i did. and yes, i studied. putting aside the fact that apparently airport has been labelled as the couple's making-out site, its also not the most perfect environment. even if you still consider the absolute ambience they can provide. the air condition, the fast food outlets thats within reach, the serenity and like more i guess. but heck. its not peaceful, its not perfect. it was fucken clobbered by small pestering kids running around like their own bloody business. and with a strange man with no fashion sense looking through his binoculars at nothing but aeroplanes. and kept smiling cheekily to himself. can a person get any weirder? apparently yes. there were even construction whatchamacallit going on. in simple words, it was bothersome and all words related. combined. multiply it by a million times.
but. every cloud has a silver lining.
i studied chemistry. and now i know what-in-the-world the mole concept was. it was not an easy thing for them to try to teach, but they succeeded. i understood. kinda. well. i think i did. i better. and we took the sky train. the last time that happened, was ages ago. and we took twice. that is what they call, cheap thrill. it was free. we welcome costless expeditions. hah. it wouldve been ten times better if the train was faster. i was practically yawning. and god, i was doing my bimbo impersonations. i dont know why but somehow, its fun. i think.
and tomorrow will be another day. another countless, futile day for me to force myself to think happy thoughts. happy thoughts. happy thoughts. nyaah. screw happy thoughts.
but i am happy. herh.
dont leave me high. dont leave my dry.
sunday bloody sunday.