and now, today. a pretty close fren's getting out of the singlehood realm. where free-spiritedness is lost and personal time cease to exist. well..no dun get me wrong. It ain't bad actually. 'cept here's one case of a rush?
She's 21 (barely), he's 30. He's a pilot. She's..erm...a girl with strong enterprising ambitions. and so they found a lovenest ideal for their...erm semi-heck careness. I'm confused with their approach, all's a little rush if u'd ask me.
AND.
again(tm) i'm rushing my coursework stuff. and this weekend have to be so packed!
fuck PI SAI. well for those who know, yeah you know. (sorry darling).
AND
now, i'm suppose to be smarting myself up for sarah's celebration to end singlehood. but Nirvana's playing on my stereo, microsoft word is opened with my thesis shouting at me to go on typing, hands sore from molesting my red guitar, room getting warm from the evening fusion ball. iPod's charging fast as it can, and on my mind is the long overdue back to church (a month plus i think, sorry God), my jamming (2 months) dinner with mich and her extended family at ritz.....gosh where is time! dun run. come back. sigh. pains of a mid-twenty succumbing to the rat race.
cheers and more sighs as I await May 11th (thesis submission) and July 7th (the return of the pumpkins) and what else? remind me....
-OUT-
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