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Archive for May, 2006

30 May, 2006

Temporary

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

Suddenly I feel like this site is getting just too high maintenance and fancy for me to keep up. Either that, or I just don’t have the time. I could start whining about work again, but I just don’t have the time to start whining about why I started whining in the first place.
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20 May, 2006

Freeway

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

It is Saturday.
Weekends are the time of the week when I love driving in the highway. The traffic is so smooth, I feel obligated to roll the windows down and let the air play tag with my hair.
Obligations. We all have them, from the petty, I-have-to-laugh-at-her-jokes to the more serious church on [...]

19 May, 2006

Bad Day

Posted by: Allen In: Self

I don’t know why it affects me so much.
I bet the rest of the world don’t either.
So, Champions League. Arsenal was left trailing Barcelona by 1 point. A number so tiny, the last in the list, but carries so much meaning. I wasn’t sure whether I slept at all after the match because my [...]

15 May, 2006

Part 5: Heinous Greymatter

Posted by: Rhondie In: Writings

It’s almost weird what you remember. And when you remember it. Most importantly, at exactly
what state you are in.
I feel someone nudging my right leg. And I know I have a massive headache. My hair clings to my sweaty neck, and when I move an inch on the bed I can feel the sweat [...]

15 May, 2006

And TV

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

You left me halfway across the mall, on the second floor. “This is a place where you hold grudges!” A flyer shouts. I finger it listlessly, waiting for the P.A announcement to tell me where you are waiting.
The coffee my boss takes stains his teeth, when he leans his breath smells of early mornings and [...]

10 May, 2006

Little Rock

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

One of the houseparents for the orphanage I volunteer at apparently is highly questioning the purpose of me being there. He was curious about my ‘real intentions’ other than teaching the kids Maths and Science. I found out from one of the kids that he is worried that I am converting the kids to Islam.
This [...]

08 May, 2006

Layers of Paint

Posted by: Rhondie In: Self

(Edit:
Since I am passive aggresive + hate confrontations + chicken shit hypocrite, here it is. When I tell you something in confidence, LEARN not to blab them. LEARN to keep your mouth shut. It isn’t so hard to master, because even I could keep a secret. Butto. You’ll know who you are when I don’t [...]



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