Sunday, November 4, 2007
Book in blues.
Bah.
Going in soon.
A rather uneventful weekend I'd say.
Lots of crap to do.
And quite little time.
Rather irritable now.
Or rather irritable these days.
I found the second notebook.
What the hell.
It's just lying on another 'there'.
It's just, there.
Like, just there.
Like, I just walk past this particular table,
and it has to lie right on the table so innocently,
as if wanting me to find it.
No,
seriously I don't give so much of a shit anymore.
I'll skip many days.
But whatever.
I'll prepare them in advance then.
Aiya,
whatever lah.
I act like it isn't special.
I'd love to solve my own problems myself.
8:18 PM; `dead.Y