Monday, June 28, 2004

it's Monday.

and for the first time in a very long time i'm actually relieved it's a start to a new week.

7 days. so much shit.



England got knocked out of the quarter-finals...

my whole kitchen got flooded after the washing machine pipe burst...

wasted a highly-anticipated jamming session due to RosS' laptop malfunction...

a major financial setback that has got me staring at the possibility of working while studying...

... and other issues that add up to nothing but a big pile of shit.



did i do something wrong? did i offend someone? did i say something hurtful? did i forget to pay for something and walked out? 'cos i'm really really sorry if i did. but enough is enough. the past week has been hell. a subconscious slow one, at that.

but of all the shit that has occurred, the one that reeeeeeeeeally got on my tits is the one about my Miss*SparkLE.

she left for Indonesia last week to visit her grandparents and was supposed to return to Singapore after a week. but she got into an accident and now she's got a cast on her left leg. no, she didn't break any bones. it was a sprain. the mother of all sprains, that is. it's a fucking cast, for crying out loud. so obviously she had to postponed her return home. and with that our plan to meet up went *poof*.

2 weeks.

she has to stay for 2 more bloody weeks until her cast is removed.



oh it doesn't stop there...... no......



as if walking on crutches with hardened plaster on yer lefty wasn't bad enough, high fever and cough kicked in the next day. oh, and freestyle puking as well. every few minutes. no wonder she lost weight.

so here i am on this side of Asia facing my problems while my Miss*SparkLE is suffering inconveniences of her own. which affects me as well. and there's nothing i can do about it. THAT just tops it all off......

but somehow this whole shit fiasco has certainly done wonders for me and her with regards to our...... relationship. the mutual elation felt everytime we see each other's nick online is just amazing. we'd go about telling each other about our respective what-nots and what we did the whole day, in between random jokes, sudden teases and spastic laughs. logging off has never been this difficult. it's the comfort we feel and the cosmic repercussions that binds us closer. and no, we don't plan to get tired of it. it's our drug, i guess. so much so that it's the one thing that we both look forward to at the end of the day, the one thing that help us sleep so much better......

i've never felt so at ease. much less with a perfect stranger.



maybe it's been too long.

maybe it's about time.

maybe she's just that amazing.



well i just hope the shit stops here.
cos i've just had about enough of staring at the walls.
i have my first orientation day for skool tomorrow, for goodness' sake.



end hiatus.



bedroom*hair @ 10:29 pm

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