Sunday, April 29, 2007

Alright.

Here I am.

Writing to my childhood imaginary friend, Boddah. Which really isnt Buddha.

But just Boddah. No. I'm not going to suicide anytime soon or put a shotgun to my head.

Rest In Peace, Kurt Cobain.

Dear Boddah.

This week has been the rocks. Heh. Although to be honest I dare say I put up quite a happy front.

Alright. Maybe some people got the repercussions of it. A minor bit of the blast I had.

I mean. How is it possible to feel

Guilty, yet sorry for yourself?


It's like a kidnapper going for trial, feeling guilty after seeing the faces of the family of the person he kidnapped and probably killed, but yet felt sorry for himself.

That's just oxymoronic(secret clique word).

I dont' know. Man. This is really weird.

Let me start from last Thursday.

I went bonkers for a while. Really. It was at a place in school far from people's eyes. But well. Some of my friends were there.

Man. How can I be that honest. Scratch that last bit please.

But relax. I didn't kill anyone, anything, or any bit of my skin.

Then Friday. I walked out of class!

Well it was mainly due to NTUC Aunty being seriously irritating. Well many agreed with that.

I am not to be blamed. (ever.)

Then for some reason. I finished quite a lot of Haagendazs this week already. Oh yeah.

I lost my wallet too. Bought a new one. Love the new one. But still. the old one remains etched. Ahh. Sounds gay.

I'm like those junk collectors. Although the thing is totally worthless, for some reason some part of you doesnt want to throw it away. And yet there's nothing much you can do with it. So you stuff it at one high corner in your house, hoping no one will find it.

But one day it will fall, land on your head. And probably kill you.

I went to the church today. Met some new people. Didnt quite start well. Mainly due to the mind being switched off. Switch off the phone. Hmmmmmm. I can't remember what happened really.

I played a bit of ball there. Then went with Wilfred to the interchange. Can't find my friends. So I went home grumpily. Got a new wallet. Yay.

Well. Then after that. Watched a bit of comedy. Talked a bit.

Then stuffed ice cream like mad. My sister's advice is really working. The only side-effect is the fatty stuff inside. And the cost of it. Damn it.

Now I'm wondering whether to eat dinner at home. Or go have a feast. Well. Dont' blame me. Blame the colors swirling in my mind. Oh yeah. Boddah. You ought to know. I've been thinking alot. Which is not very good, because it taxes my already very damaged brain. Haha.

Bless me on my Op. Boddah.

That's all folks

Good Night.





There's this thing called patience, what is it? Lol.
SiYuan at 7:10 PM