summer envy of a plenty *

i felt like a walking zombie today.
i suppose age is catching up. one night without sleep and it felt like shit.
rah…where is that tangy tango woo la la bubbly person that i am?
boy oh boy, like i said: uh huh, its about that..A-G-E.
uttely sickening.

anyway, alicia wee came and stayed over last night cozz she had some problems with her com.
if only i had no work, i think i;ll be darn high with her for that night and prolly stay up.
but..yes, monday came and the blues came flowing through too.
and unfortunately, i had to turn in to bed but i had problems sleeping.
it;s prolly cozz of the late sun mornings i suppose.
i;ll get up early on weekends now on

the countdown has begun.
yes, four official days and i;m off.
off into the world i will soon get used to.
and i;ll leave that ever so familiar sight and warmth
i will miss the kids, the kids i taught a year ago.
my class, my smiles, my babies, my warm hugs
and all the cuddles i get from them, every morning.

i miss you all. i miss you edric

after tomorrow and the day after,
i;ll jolly well look forward to my friday.
where my boring four walls will be given..
 a sprinkle of well-deserved love

“a fresh coat of paint for you, you, you and you”

ya, i am packing my room.
hell yea, for sure. i know i said this many times
but serious, i packed it for a total of 3 times in 4 mths.
but the mess wont seem to go lah. why? you ask.
i;m someone highly sentimental. give me something, i;ll keep it for life.
but yes, i;ve learnt my lesson.

for this sentimental thingy clings to me all year round,
it has somehow created a heap of ugly mess,
needless to say, collecting a heap of useless dust.
alright now, like old folks say it: “old ones dont go, the new ones wont come!”
and yes, i will just throw throw, throw, throw, throw..throw

meanwhile, be blown away by the mess my clothes made.
read it clear please: ONLY MY CLOTHES
and to hangers that owned my wardrobe for a couple of years.
somehow, i didnt realise my wardrobe could cope with that amount of weight.
i must have ill-treated it. but..rahhhh..i cant wait for my wardrobe to collapse! :p
so i can get a friggin new one that i will personally design to fit to perfection !!!!

*oh and yes, tattsie was there to assist my “packing”
and he confidently exclaimed,
“with the amount of clothes you have, you can wear a diff outfit for 3 mths.”
“the amount of hangers you have is definitely more then the hangers
your mum, dad and bro have altogether.”

i know it sounds shameless for being such a retail addict but seriously,
i was laughing my ass off, like seriously…
esp when his comments came with that fainty look, filled with a million regrets. 

and here, i humbly present thee…

the overflowing, on the floor, mess of clothes

the hangers represents..the clothes i bid goodbye to

now, now, now, i;m 1/3 a happy girl for 2/3 of it awaits.
rahhhhhh…i hate spring cleaning (x eternity)

i think i was a lion in my past life
i seem to enjoy roaring…
and i just cant explain why.

i know i shouldnt . but then again, temptation
so i feel like i am shoulder-ing the emotions and feelings all over again
i wanna roar..”rahhhhhhhhh..hh” get the dramas out of my life!

the lighter i took my strides daily,
the easier and faster it goes by.
i tend to smile to myself alot now, actually.
yes, i should treasure whatever time is left, for me.

i;m a dreamer, waiting for the sun…
when you;re coming in, i know my life;s begun

when will i see it begin?

while at church,with a rotten:
“my auntie asked me to collect something for my mum” reason,
i saw it through as he presented the lovely flowers to his dearest, me

yes tattsie, thank you for that effort :p
happy twelve months and for many more to come!


watch : http://youtube.com/watch?v=tKN8PvjrTsc

i realise pass new year resolutions were crappy. WHY?
unrealistic and dumb like hell..this time round,
turning 22 in 2008, i will make my resolutions  simpler.

1) eat less rice, more fruits
2) less suppers and late wee-night outs
3) ample rest/sleep
4) and lastly, to be contented