[What I knew all along, not wanted] Sunday’s closing to an end & this is one thing that I just can’t stand. It took me this long to find Sunday & now it’s almost gone, almost blown away. The week's pass too quick yet eventful & fruitful. It's got a good load of lonetime, waste-life-away time & well, re-living-the-past times. It's weird how I got a car with a pussy, even when I didn't ask for it from the man upstairs.
Well remember how I captioned "love notes & texts, like lullaby"? Everyone sing with me: YEAH ROIGHT. They're more like sleep wreckers. But I swear, funnakmampos. Fuck this.
There's a great load of mood shifts this week. Like how I love being home alone, blaring screamo & hardcore dancing in the nights. In the mornings I'd school myself to some old school & heehoh hits. Pure bliss. But in between I'd come out of the shower, rummaging for clean clothes & underwear because the laundry basket's decked. Or I'd go into the kitchen & the grill's not sticky with oil. My whole family's up at JB for half the week & I miss my Mommy ): So what's next? Delve into the texts, for as long as I can withstand reading/using my brain. Even without anyone at home, I still can't study & opt for the community library. Idk what about home but it just doesn't work.
The follow-up? Hang with kids from the block, or well cross over to their COUGHturf. HAHAHA. Better yet, go watch a random movie out of the blue with a couple of close kids. Like how I did on Friday with Daniel Diehard, Bebek & Mean Beetsh at GV Tampines where we watched Evan Al-fucking-mighty. I like that nigguh woman. She's a funny piece of black shit. Oh, we met Iskandar. That bitch grew his hair out, turning into mat rocker wannabe. Haha. But yeah it's good to have connections cos you get to purchase tickets from the back alley. I'm feeling Ka-Callibee STFU. *heehee; hides*
So Huiting's 'ordeal' was finally over & she buzzed. I coaxed her to try to get out of her house, Ama got round to it. HT PWNS. We shizzle-fizzled outside Siglap's Starbucks eating babies from "all walks of life" & making them pee. I tried to smoke a baby but it melted. How 'bout we road-trip up to KL the next break? Just us four scandalpots. Or maybe I can smuggle in the whore, but I'm trying to close that chapter so I guess no whore? Haha. Fuckface came over for a bit, looking so much like Ka-Callibee *hee* Well, cos they're related & he was wearing green. OK STFU SHIDA. But I can't. I'm losing my mind over Ka-Callibee. Close to 7.3opm, with the purpose of running away from ghosts, we left.
Saturday was more hardcore dancefest in the living room & dissing Fir via text. 2ish pm & MY MOMMY CAME HOME! YAY! CLEAN CLOTHES! CLEAN BRAS! CLEAN PANTIES! CLEAN BOXERS! HOMECOOKED FOOD! But eeeyer, no more lancing lancing. Hmmph. Hardxcore Chemistry till 12.30am.
Sunday = More hardxcore Chemistry. I really wanna make this. I really wanna do darn well for Combined Science. I wanna make it worth the $143. I planted my ass at MP library at 10.45am & chiong-ed till 2.30pm before settling for lunch at Galilee. MMMYUM. GALILEE ILU. It costs a bomb but it's good food. Fucking Halal okay. Chiong some more Chemistry till 4.30pm & used the next half an hour reading that Flirt Intern book. Tuition was a mix of A Math & Chemistry. I SCHOOL JOEL PLEASE. & RV is becoming my new best friend.
B, it didn't last as long as we wanted to. I guess it's just us, huh? Unwilling to be committed to just one soul. But we're young, B, let's explore.
& after so long, after so much so to find Sundays I doubt the longing is ever gonna stay.
