as you would know by now.
i write lines.

but but..
i shall attempt typing PARAGRAPHS this time.

last night was major trying. i swear i didnt expect it (although it was fated to be so) to happen the way it did. i was upset. and it wasnt your fault. well, not ENTIRELY. but i guess what's safe to say is:

this week has been very trying. on us.

honest to God, i ha-d/ve been crying to sleep these couple of days. and dont anyone dare view me as some lowly pathetic minion, because it's hard, okay? i smile. i laugh and i have my fun days but even achilles had his weakness.

mine was a short temper.
my whole mood almost instantly down the drain.
and the tears would soon follow after.

last night? m-a-j-o-r. (or at least, one of's) what happened in the orange darkness, the alcove that is solely mine.. only God will know. and no, nothing was kinky at all.

and aliah, for your info, dennis chiang from the advocate's devil, really did help. somehow managed. the usual way i operate in cases (no pun intended here, heh) such as these.

silent the forsaken phone.
turn it upside down so NO light shall be seen
and then.. say my prayers
'God, please make me sleep.'

soon, very soon, morning came.

was a major headache. and not a very pleased mum barged in. yakkedyyakkedy-ing my headache to a throbbing migraine. concerning why is another story ALL together. put simply, it can get seriously maddening to have TWO daughters on twentytwo somethingsomething.

washed up. got ready to follow the market-ing expedition. powdered my listless self up. then, some good minutes after, she peered over her glasses to look at my face.

damned eyes gave way.

'gaduh dengan nas, lagi?'

sometimes, just some times..
i hate it when she knows me too well.

because then came all the... girls should NOT cry, be strong, what is this ... pep talk. and then she switched to caring-mother-mode. and by that, i mean NOT-nagging, one who would smile at my face because things werent exactly going on the track for us.

and believe you me, she STRONGLY believes in hard (to the power of infinity and beyond) -ship before bearing the fruits of labour. whatever THAT can possibly mean to you.

so anyways, we met.
i was awfully late.
and you.
looked awfully hot.
not that i cld/wld/shld allow you to know that ;)

our day went well, to say the least. extremely swell.

the conversation.
the cravings.
the laughs jokes and chortles.
the pokes tickles and pinches.
the leaning resting and holding ons.

the respect.

im just glad i didnt WE didnt cancel out.
im sure mum is too.