Sunday, February 27, 2005
Cryptology
Maliciously putrid dark hole filled by the empty void of nothingness,
That is the vanity of null that I feel through the inexistence of nil.
Sometimes life just isn't meant to be lived by oneself or for oneself.
Thursday, February 10, 2005
Ode to Valentine's day.
Tis' a day when the couples snuggle and kiss
Long walks along beaches, romantic dark mists
For those not alone, holding hands of another
What joyous occasion, good times with a lover
But not so a day, is this day for me
I'd rather eat sludge, with puke, poo and pee
Than fall in the ditch, of this annual rubble
Like taming my stomach, way too much trouble
So now I've decided, V-day is so useless
Why's Cupid so slow, or am I just clueless?
Whatever the reason, whichever the way
February Fourteenth, single I'll stay
Wednesday, February 02, 2005
So yeah, I'm sitting here at work with not much to do...as my batch experiment failed to measure up to my exhuberant expectations, I'm boggled at myself at the inconsistent maniscus of life.
Therefore I shall wait another 2 hours and write some mumbo jumbo on this blog.
Weekend was quite productive...friday night went to P-Mall with Aids, was gonna check out some stores (but they were closed) hence we loitered around in the arcade. Saturday took family out for dinner, then went to Shoeless with Amanda and Aids, good times "karaoking" afterwards...=)
Sunday, went to church with Barry...met up with Adrian afterwards to hit it up at P-Mall...then went to Pizza Hut...then I took family out for dinner.
I think food was a common theme for the weekend.
Work is beginning to bore me. It feels like a routine, a ritual I undertake for 5 days a week. Wake up, eat, get ready, drive to work, work, eat lunch, work, break, work, drive home, eat dinner, watch tv, check email, sleep, wake up...
I live each week for the weekend + the Apprentice and live every two weeks for the paycheck. Man, when has life become this mundane?
Oi, can't wait till school starts so I can spend some quality time with my ladies (oh organic chemistry, how I do miss thee...thy lips are sweet as a lily's petal...)
