there's
this
need
in
me
to
just
scream
really
longandloud
doesn't
matter
ifyou
have
got
all
e
money
inthe
world
you can't bribe time to stay.
and i just need a moment to breathe.
stop the world, please. press pause.
press rewind.
press eject. i don't care.
my neighbours are moving. two days ago they put one of their dogs to sleep. the same dog that i;ve been seeing, meeting, greeting, leaving, for the past 14 years. can't remember if this was the same one that walked out after kf one day when he went to work/nus; the same one that got hit by a truck as it followed him across the road, the same one that he carried back broken and bloodied.
it's gone now anyway.
i shouldn't be so morose. memorial deadline just passed; i handed it in early becaus i couldn't care anymore. i spent a very decadent sunday sleeping till 3.17pm and then going for a short tuition session before watching a mindless movie with abby and munching on all sorts of goodies afterwards. why oh why do i still feel so hollow?
if i could drive i'd be out there on the streets watching streetlamps trundle past me in a neverending-nevertheless parade of silent ghosts.
maybe this is just one of those nights. one of the keron nights.
maybe it's one of the keron days too. as the mrt train went past kembangan today i watched for that hidden street and closed my eyes as we passed.
an epidemnic of the mannequins contaminating everything
xf's happy. abby's happy (with her mango pudding hahaha). ni's happy-- i think. ning's... more or less happy, i hope, even with the wake (i nearly said in the wake of the wake).
i'm glad they're happy.