woensdag, juni 18, 2008

The Object of My Affections

I am slowly retreating back into that cement-and-concrete thingamajig that i so begrudgingly built around everyone else when hk left.

So i wonder, growing up, did i really shape myself against the grain of my parents' unhappiness?

I could never admit it.

I believed their lives and mine existed on two entirely separate entities.

That i could schlep myself away from the complexity of it all.



Now i've come to realize my life mirrors my mother's in more ways than one.

The nose, the boy drama, the compulsive shopping behavior, the saying-one-thing-but-meaning-another..thing.

It was all just an excuse.

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We're going Bangkok. Steady ah!

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But because today is a dreary day, with absolutely nothing to do in this cave of mine,


and because the BOYFRIEND is missin out on all this sexy permed hair action :

i think its 10:06 a.m. now

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