the sky was overcast, clouds dark and heavy with undropped rain, a car drives pass, fast on purpose as if running away from a silent beast
then one by one they drop, soft light water drops go almost unnoticed at first while i gaze open into the sea, waves bashing while the beach surrenders to a beating that has gone on since time started..rooted to the floor looking at the sea, i was transported to a wintry fishing village, the cold air-conditioner making me shiver and doing nothing to stop my imagination from travelling across borders into places i’ve only been to through books
those innocent waterdrops become heavier and angrier, pelting on the rooftops as if angry that it went unnoticed earlier, begging for recognition and acknowledgement i so dare forego earlier. on and on it goes dripping along the window and racing to the end chasing for an unknown treasure
the only sound i hear now is the rain, for it has masked any other clanking or roaring, yet it hasnt dulled my need to let it all out, to shout on top of my lungs of the frustration and the sadness i feel. i think its enough, there is so much a person can take, one more straw, one more stretch and one will tear and break
then the rain stops, although not for long, as the dark overcast is still looming, going through a scheduled intermission before it opens it curtains once again to unleash it’s torrent. the minds stops for a bit from churning hellish thoughts..the beast at bay until the next display of storm and rain.
my friends dont update their blog regularly now..
now my workdays are filled with life stories of strangers who by some twist of word and sentence have attracted me to type in their virtual home on my address bar
honestly its not easy keeping up a blog..life becomes more mundane and you’re not sure if your readers want to read how you surf the net the whole day/argued with your boss/got into a bloody headache yet again because your work sucks..you want to inspire people and make people want to be happy after reading your blog instead of feeling like they have the weight of the world on their shoulders
so you stop writing because there is really nothing else to write
I LOVE HOUSEEEEE!!!! hehehee
Dr. Cuddy: House, 1980s!
Dr. House: You sure? They weren’t specific.
Dr. Cuddy: How much did it cost you to rent that?
Dr. House: Was in Wilson’s bag.i definitely had some ppl show up to one of my 80s parties dressed in 1880s garb. true story.
i want balloon cupcakes too!
ddubbs:jamie-ftw:crackedpolystyrene:
yes! yes! a thousand times, yes!
so i’m somewhat jealous by my friends who are working from home (who won’t be) but then time would move much slower and then friday would not come at all..so maybe working at the office is not too bad..heheeh
a lot of things on my mind..things to get for my langkawi trip next weekend, my aching ears, 4.30pm, hotel bookings, my missing sunglasses and my brunei phone
seriously, a lot goes on in my mind at a certain point in time..maybe its a girl thing..i dont think guys experience this..
anyhoo..its wednesday and i want to fast forward time to friday..its nearing the end of the year and everyone is super lazy (or is just me?)
ok i’m going now cause i have to visit someone in the hospital..this is a useless update but that’s what blogging is for..hehee
