Saturday, June 24
Dear Heart, You are so fucked up.You are doomed to be in agony.Just give up already.I'm tired of the struggle.MeIt's true.
All i should probably be thinking about is my fetish to love studying and nothing else cause I think i'd be better off. Seriously.
I think at any moment, sooner the better, i'll drive into a frenzy and the trepidation is going to be one helluva ride.But then again, who ever said life were a bed of blossoming, red roses? I'm not exactly anticipating the whole pucker up and that's why i'm totally freaking out. i'd never meant for it to be this way.
No kidding.Went to school today for less than two hours. Gopal got a little convulsed. okay, that's an understatement. He was furious. Blood-pressure almost reaching a whooping 230 mm Hg. Again,
no kidding. But me being a very patient and extremely submissive damsel, talked my way out of it. Sometimes, my ability scares the crap out of me. Hah.
School resumes in about [lets just say my math's right] 43 hours, considering the fact that it's 3 in the pm right now & I've just discovered an incubus of undone homework. & I'm still decisive on whether I should curl myself up in bed reading my delicious book.
Burn that.
But I'm feeling a turmoil developing in my head. I'll be just right to explode like a angsana. I think i might have passed it on to my brother, but he's way worse. He sounds like a grumpy toad whenever he says anything. Yulghk.
No clue, as yet, of who's playing against who today. Ooh. and France is in! Henry, do your thang.
& yesterday's match between Spain & Saudi. 1-0 to Espana. Reyes baby put on a good one. Love you babes. I'm really impressed with Ghana's performance so far. Those underdogs either have a truckload amount of potential or they're just plain lucky.
& i thought Ronaldino was Spanish. He does play for Barca but then again players get mixed up all the time, except for WC of course. Hmmm. This is one of the most enjoyed WCs of all time because of the unpredictability, the arrival of Hot Stuffs. Heh. So yeah. I'm pretty satisfied and I think Brasil will rise up to the occasion once again. If not, i'm hoping Spain gets through.
My Country of Comfort. I'd dream of living in Barcelona one day. It's Beayoutifool. Seriously man. Besides the fact that your hair starts smelling of cig smoke the moment you step into the country, it's the best place to be in. With the lavishness of Mango & Zara outlets occupying the streets & the beyond breathtaking churches & buildings, it would leave you gazing in marvelment. & the romance goes without saying. Simply brilliant.
Okay, that led me back t a little bit of reminiscing. Oh well. Miss those Spain-trip 2005 days. Brings back really gratifying memories.
Just once more, i want to be the angel on your sill.okay, i'm famished. i need happy food.
you break my heart, i'll gurge your eyes out till you whither and die.
Mark.
My.
Words.
din
