theSilentGirl's Xanga

Mun-dane

Wed, 05 Aug 2009 08:58:42 GMT

Some days are depressing.
Like today.

Are you A.D.H.D?
I am, with life as a whole.

Please let tomorrow be exciting.

Productivity

Tue, 28 Jul 2009 10:15:30 GMT

Today,

I woke up before 9am,
had breakfast,
did laundry,
went to yoga,
bought groceries,
made a stew,
and wrote a song.

Not bad for a day off.

When Does It Change?

Fri, 09 Jan 2009 14:34:50 GMT

When do you finally start feeling like you've grown up; when the small things don't matter anymore because you can see the bigger picture?
When will everything makes sense so you don't find yourself feeling... small.

Monday Pursues

Mon, 15 Sep 2008 10:31:31 GMT

It's a strange thing to feel that while you're out in this so-called real world improving in "skill",
your language skills are being washed down the drain with every phone call that goes,

"So you want to delivery the drinks to your office issit? ABC Feelerms ah?"

"Yes, delivered to ABC Films by today please."

"HAR? You say deliver where?"

"We need the drinks delivered to ABC Films (I include the street address) by today."

"What Fins? Same place ah? Down here write ABC Feelerms.
Now you want to change go where?! Tsk. You come take yourself la."

"Ok just deliver it to ABC Feelerms by today can already ok? Thanks. "

Sigh.
I want go kill myself ah.

Revival

Fri, 12 Sep 2008 23:44:21 GMT

I say it's been quiet for long enough.

I Say We Party

Mon, 14 Apr 2008 03:34:14 GMT

It has been decided.
I'M GOING TO HAVE A FREAKING PARTY WHEN THIS IS OVER!

12 more working days, people.
TWELVE more and I'm outta here!

Good riddance to self-absorbed swines.
Oh yeah.

The Taste Of Freedom

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 17:08:33 GMT

is sweet,
and only 27 days away.

2am, no keys to the house
and waiting for the man to be done with the after-hour commitments
that work brings.

Yo clients need to learn to GO HOME AND SLEEP.

In My Temporary Reticence

Fri, 28 Mar 2008 03:42:11 GMT

The knowledge of my impending departure stirs a dark thrill in my being.

Life's Like A Movie

Mon, 24 Mar 2008 11:38:11 GMT

But always only in my head.
Where I say all the right things, and everything unfolds perfectly; as planned, on queue,

with a soundtrack.

I Wish and I Wish

Sun, 23 Mar 2008 15:36:03 GMT

For all these things that I think, in my agonizingly naive mind, will make me someone better.
But I don't even know what the end result is; who I really want to be at the end.
And that is frightening.

I wish I knew.

*

I don't think I will ever get used to this distance. Even if only for 11 days.
The last 3 have been languid, empty, without you and everyday it only seems to get harder.
Whoever said things get easier with time?
It only gets easier when something, someone, is forgotten; let go.
Time right now is an impediment, my 8-day long ordeal.

I wish I was with you.