Tuesday, March 25, 2008

been awhile since.

year check, 2008.
date check, tues, march 25th.
i aint dreaming, its the horrid truth.
its march 25th, and its been more than a month since i complete my last paper that im taking in ngee ann poly.


so,
bet people who are in the same batch as me are one, on and more ready than ever for the next phase of their life,
two, taking a break while waiting in anticipation for the next phase of their life,
either that or, three, they are in the same boat as i am; doing nothing and am lost in transition in this phase of their lives.
damn,
as always, growing up sucks big time.
i hate times like this when i have to research, plan, and evacuate my final decision.
i cant stand indecisive people, but this is crucial!
it cannot be compared to a life and death situation, but still, i consider this as a major life changing decision.


okay,
drop that subject.
im just gonna research for perhaps a couple of days and consult my parents on the further education, and just go for it.
will update on that, till then.


right now,
im feeling pretty much annoyed.
i feel fickle.
i feel uncomfortable, both emotionally and physically.


been doing nothing,
seems like the profile on friendster really reflects on my real life.
been mahjonging almost everyday.
and getting sick of it already.


i guess its time to work my ass off and kill time.
i shouldnt have that much free time.


despite some minor bickering with the boyfriend,
i still wished he's back in sg by my side,
to get me through my shits.


stepping out for a breather,
i saw the moon in the sky.
a beautiful sight, but if only it wasnt so faded.
the smell of crisp air plastered a smile on my tired face.
my senses starting working;
hearing the loud vrooms of vehicles,
seeing school children heading to school,
with a startle, i thought to myself. why is the sky so bright?
has night been over and done with?
then why did i see the moon?
was i expecting?
or am i dreaming?
i hurried home, fell asleep, woke up and there i was again.
the same old scene.
its called living the life of the dead.




it must be deja vu, honey.
now,
wont you come around and take me away?

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