Just like a pretty little glass ornament, dropped, smashed, shattered into a million pieces. And no matter how you try to piece them together it isn’t gna work anymore.
wht do you take me for;
clarice
Arrggghhhhhhh. WRITER’S BLOCK!!
Okay, what an irony again. Writer’s block and here I am blogging away! Oh come on, I’m pissed. And going insane from writing my report! Hell can’t wait for it to be over.
Damn it, now it just feels like my efforts got thrown down the drain. All those in between report breaks, researching and looking up stuff. Come on la, you didn’t have to do that right? If you had just done it earlier, we don’t have to go through all these shit right. Now I feel like slapping your face.
If the report wasn’t enough to kill me.
F-U-C-K;
clarice
Hey boy I’m sorry but I’m gettin down
This train just doesn’t seem to reach
the destination that I want.
As I stand here where it stops,
I wonder how you’re doing.
Oh how I’d like to explain
But no words now will do.
Thank you for this journey
Every stop red-letter.
Thanks for the memories.
Okay, feels pretty dumb. I should snap out of this daze and continue on with life. All these mixed emotions is killing me. Cmon’ snap out of it! What happened to all the vibe girl?
life goes on;
clarice
You're obviously angry.
I know. I'm tired too. Everyday just like how you're hoping, I'm hoping too. Like a fool. I guess I'm feeling the same way.
Home on a working day at such an early hour. Not exactly early, but definitely early to us corporate action workers.
Tomorrow is friday, like finally. Which means Saturday is coming soon! Can’t wait for dance. Yes seth is right. Dance one a week is definitely not enough! Internship is ending soon, and there’s a hell load of things I so wna do. Time to start planning my 3 months break. One last hurdle : FINAL REPORT. OH YES I’m dreading that.
Sneak preview of holiday goals;
1) Go overseas!
2) Train stamina
3) Get back my form in ninja
4) Learn some bboy ;)
5) Dance
6) Dance more
7) Dance some more
Hah, yeah. You get what I mean. (: Back to clubbing tmr. I better not get dead drunk. Don’t wna miss dance on saturday. Hope tmr will be a good day, and night.
until i reach the point of no-return;
clarice