A Saturday Morning.I think the leaves rustled, because that is what they do. I think the birds were chirping, because I did not hear them. I did not know what woke me up; nor how, but I woke up, sleep induced eyelids fluttering reluctantly open, and I glanced at my sister beside me, thinking, she's not awake yet. It is early. But I could not go back to sleep. My mind was verily awake and sharp. I crawled out of bed, the bed springs creaking a little, but I have already slipped out of the room, the only sound coming from the tok tok tok of the wooden door knob hanger that I have painted for in art. Let her sleep. I felt the cool morning wind sweep around my ankles as I walked through the corridor; I hear a noise from the kitchen. My maid had woken. I walked towards the open windows, feeling the cold air against my skin. Yet not so cold at the same time. Yet warm, and comfortable... Watched the haze, the blurred reality it had made Singapore. Watched the man cleaning the swimmng pool downstairs; watched everything with silence and unclouded eyes. And for once, I was at peace.
7.18p.m.
After this morning I went along with my mum to bring my sister for her tuition. Saw JJ wearing his Nanhua uniform at the foodcourt. I thought it was either that he was about to go to school or he had just been released from school. Poor thing. On a saturday. (Which later I found out he was going to school) I SMSed him telling him that I'm in the same foodcourt. He was looking around frantically. i think he saw me and i waved, but he didn't, so i don't really know now whether he saw me or not. then went to popular with my dad to buy some faber castell bluetack for my mum. she wanted those that come in squares, and they look more green than BLUE, but whatever. Oh yes, before i met my father i borrowed some books from the library! finally, after weeks of anti-books just to study for dumb idiotic time wasting final exams. and oh yeah, i think i will be updating this xanga thingy every day. though not many people know about this. except for some seniors who found me out ! gah. it was supposed to be a secret. but really, i do honesty believe that blogging is so damn wu liao, but i am a wu liao person. so, go figure. i abandoned my blogger account, which is quite sad, really, because it was quite a popular blog. considering that i blogskinned and people came to tag. but that was BEFORE i had dreamweaver and photoshop. now i don't. because i downloaded them on trial. so i kinda got sick of my blogger and approached xanga. cos it's more, minimal in design? i don't know. just wanted a fresh start. i still can't believe why i am typing away right here, right now. blogging is such a waste of time. why do i even want people to know about my private life? and plus the fact that i did not particularly personally tell anyone about this xanga. whoosh. whatever. i feel so damn wasted here. like i typed too much crap. which i did, apparently. ciao. |