Sunday, June 01, 2008
sigh, turning into an emo-kid these days, what with all the shit im going thru recently. but yea, trying to inject something more light-hearted here. cos i do enjoy my weekends tremendously, and those are actually times i feel happy.
well for one, got to eat durian on fri! haha. was at sam's house, which had a pasar malam nearby. it's been dunno how long since i've gone to a pasar malam to take a walk. all the food lol. ramli burger! but i didnt eat that haha. couldnt resist the craving for durian though, so went to buy a box haha. (and no la, never so crazy until buy the actual fruit and squat down in the kitchen with all the newspapers laid out to eat the durian haha. followed by making salt water and drinking from the durian shells. those were the days =D)
my sis borrowed from her friend the CSI series! woot lol. seasons one to four. so got to catch a couple of episodes despite having an extremely short bookout time.
chanel handbags will slowly watch finish i guess haha. really quite cool, being with criminalistics. the things they do with the evidence is really interesting. from blood spatter to ballistics to dna sampling to psyche, the possible evidence is endless haha.
well, spent most of my wkend with samuel, and i must say though didnt go catch movies or eat good food or go town, i had a pretty good weekend =). a very homely and cosy one haha. hopefully next week can wire up something for me to look forward to again while living my weekday miserable life.
alright, i better go get ready to bathe and book in before my parents continue to scream at me. don't they realise im trying to do all i can to delay the horrible fact that im really going to enter that living hell for another week? but then again, only our platoon can understand truly how we feel...
damn. im back to being an emo-kid.
voodoo-ed and killed at 8:53 PM
VOODOO-ED.
life is like a needle.
a voodoo needle.
it pricks.
and it hurts.
every passing day,
it will find its way to prick me.
the moment i felt
the lethal injection enter my body,
i knew it was over.
this curse has been embedded into me,
not going to be lifted anytime soon.
for the next couple of decades at least.
it's too late.
don't start regretting.
the curse of life begins.
everything is no longer the same,
anymore.
try to accept it.
(i know i'm trying.)
i've been voodoo-ed.
and now,
i'm just waiting
for the effects to take place,
for the day to come.
waiting, for the curse to befall upon me.
simply waiting,
to meet my doom.
life's never the same again.
i'm voodoo-ed. and killed.