ode to a boy
I don't have to say it; we all know what day it is today. and i was all prepared and ready to Rant&Rave about the commercialism behind TheDayWhichShallNotBeNamed. about the ridiculousness of setting aside one day as a "day of hearts" (quote from one of the weirdest Friendster e.mails that i have received) which does nothing but make people feel that they have to either :
[1] (if attached) spend an obscene amount of money on a gift (or, in the case of said person not having access to obscene amounts of money or just being plain cheap, perform a lavishly grand my-love-knows-no-depths gesture); or
[2] (if unattached) get assbbuppingly drunk and wallow in misery of singledom.
and it's a Monday. and 9 days away from a presentation that i am not even coming close to being prepared for. today was one of those classic i-wish-my-life-was-over-so-kill-me-now kind of days. but then I trudged to the kitchen to drown my sorrows in a pot of coffee, where i found a note with my name and "This is for you" written on it. on top of the note was a Mega Double Choc Muffin from one of the sweetest flatmates i have been blessed with. yep, doesn't take much to make my day. so i'll find another day to Rant&Rave; meanwhile allow me to present :
an ode (that doesn't rhyme) to a boy
:a.n. feb15 2005...or not. Yes, it's gone. Yes, i deleted it. just read it again today and decided that there is just no way i'm leaving something like that on my blog. so suffice it to say that ventings were vent, laundry was aired, and now it's sitting comfortably, hidden away somewhere in my computer. maybe next Valentine's i'll post it again:
today's quote : "She tapped her finger & nothing happened & she thought she had lost her magic, but it had only changed & it took her awhile to figure out" --- Brian Andreas
now playing : Busenfreund by Tosca
[1] (if attached) spend an obscene amount of money on a gift (or, in the case of said person not having access to obscene amounts of money or just being plain cheap, perform a lavishly grand my-love-knows-no-depths gesture); or
[2] (if unattached) get assbbuppingly drunk and wallow in misery of singledom.
and it's a Monday. and 9 days away from a presentation that i am not even coming close to being prepared for. today was one of those classic i-wish-my-life-was-over-so-kill-me-now kind of days. but then I trudged to the kitchen to drown my sorrows in a pot of coffee, where i found a note with my name and "This is for you" written on it. on top of the note was a Mega Double Choc Muffin from one of the sweetest flatmates i have been blessed with. yep, doesn't take much to make my day. so i'll find another day to Rant&Rave; meanwhile allow me to present :
an ode (that doesn't rhyme) to a boy
:a.n. feb15 2005...or not. Yes, it's gone. Yes, i deleted it. just read it again today and decided that there is just no way i'm leaving something like that on my blog. so suffice it to say that ventings were vent, laundry was aired, and now it's sitting comfortably, hidden away somewhere in my computer. maybe next Valentine's i'll post it again:
today's quote : "She tapped her finger & nothing happened & she thought she had lost her magic, but it had only changed & it took her awhile to figure out" --- Brian Andreas
now playing : Busenfreund by Tosca
posted by nu. at 2:14 pm
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