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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
yaad sathye teri
9:56 AM Bumm. It's a weird nite. One of those nites when noone's awake at this hour. I usually have goons still awake to entertain me. Tonight's different, every goon i know is asleep. Ho well. I feel like to talking to that particular someone tonight. But he's busy. I know that if i do get to talk to him tonight, he'll be my happy pill. But then again he's busy with bloody school work. It's a weird nite. Cos it's one of those nights when i can't say anything constructive or intelligently-appealing. It's one of those nights when i have bhangra ( eg. yaad sataye teri ) blaring on my speakers but i can't seem to humm to the music. It's those nights when i think a round trip down to Mustaffa Centre would be therapeutic. God i miss midnight rendezvous!! I WANT A CAR. NOW. Things have changed so much since your departure to adelaide,babe. I dunno whether it's cos we're still sore over your absence or it's cos we're actually realising that you were the magnet between all of us all this while. So without you, everyone's in their own world. Or so to speak. It's the kinda nite that's not right to be spent elsewhere but a club. But the club bugs have not bit me yet so i'm keeping my cool. I dunno, i suddenly feel...incomplete. I'm random, and incomplete. So there i go again,chatting shit. That's all i do when i'm feeling like this,swear. I thought it'll be ok once you're not around anymore..but hell no. I've been to hell and back, and it's not easy being me. Fuck that's fucking cliched was it not? But that's whats juicing out of my brain cells. YOU KNOW WHAT? NOONE CAN DO SHIT WHEN YOU'VE GOT NO MONEY. |
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