Thursday, September 15, 2005
there's something therapeutic (and unproductive) bout studying at home.
rolling ard on the bed.. snoozing in betw pgs of bio notes.. lying flat on my back staring at my nice blue ceiling, just thinking thinking thinking.. nth study related.
taking a cool shower n then sitting all wet on my balcony ledge staring out at some bird w a yellow chest, notes lying forgotten again on my lap. singing loudly to my zen songs wo anyone listening. laughing at random funny things tt float in n out of my mind.. doodling all over my desk.. n of course! the wonderful conversations i have w my maid. hahah. she gave me interesting insight into the 'dos n donts of a maid in spore' while sighing n shaking her head at the pic of the murdered maid. n we talked abt our dreams.. she wants to earn lotsa money then get married n stay at home to look aft her kids. wat a nice easy dream.. free fr all tt expectations. n i told her wat a lucky woman she was, while glaring resentfully at my stats book. lol. maybe i shld be a maid! a happy maid like her. but then again i dont do the whole handling slimy fish n chicken thing. ohwell.... all i can say is she's found her place in the world so she's happy. guess i shld find mine soon. then i'll be happy too! :] all i noe for sure my place isnt amongst the fiery chasms of thick smelly rotting notes, math formulae n all that SHIT.
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dreamed.at .|. 4:30 AM