Monday, 15 September 2008

it's like.

going to a restaurant without your wallet, going to the cashier with no money, big breakfast without omelette and sausage and jam, mooncake festival without mooncake, chicken rice without chicken and rice, wanton noodles without wanton, green tea that isnt green, latte that isnt sweet and milky, brownies that arent chocolatey, classmates that are annoying, boys that are shallow, girls that are superficial, rainy days that dont make you feel blue, sunny days that arent sunny, sundays that dont make you feel like listening to sunday morning, tuesdays that feel like mondays continued, tutorials that seem neverending, clothes that you cant fit, shoes that make your toes hurt, going to an exam with a mechanical pencil and no eraser and pencil lead, leaving your house without your ezlink card, meeting a friend at the wrong place, buying a and then regretting when your friend's order b comes, waiting for something that never seems to come, sleeping and having to wake up when you're not quite finished with it yet, wanting to watch television and then realising that the cable tv isnt working, surfing the net and then the connection suddenly spoiling, your mom suddenly dying and you not ever being able to eat her homecooked meals again, your sister being lost and you not ever being able to whine and talk and laugh with and complain to her again, your dad not ever talking to you, the boy you like not ever going to see you again, not being able to eat the cookie on the table, when the milk isnt cold or warm but at room temperature, the smell of badly cooked brinjal, trying tp read in the toilet when the light is spoilt, trying to play basketball when you cant dribble properly, trying to play badminton when you cant hit the shuttle cock properly, trying to bowl when you cant aim straight, a skinny person telling a fat person that she's fat [both ways, either one it sounds like, whether the fat person is fat, or the skinny person is fat], being scrutinised at a coffeeshop while buying lunch, taking the lift with pee inside, walking behind somebody who's smoking, having a dozen people eating krispy kreme in front of you, giving you a present and then taking it back,





yeah, you get the drift.

i don't know why, how, but
it seems like.

things aren't that bad after all.
i think i can tolerate this.

it's hard,
but i ll find someway, some how.
it's only temptation,

i can do it.

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