it has been a peaceful 9 weeks, thats about the longest period i have gone without blogging. perhaps my life has turned dullish. perhaps there's just nothing interesting to blog about, but come to think of it again, i purely beg to differ.
i couldve blogged about urbanscape, about movies ive watched, about ze less-sober parties etcetera. god knows why i refuse to acknowledge the fact that i am having fun. maybe its the workload. maybe i am drained from being attentive to one person without receiving anything back. that would explain the fever.
i was indeed having fun. past tense. it's just to early to blog about something present because i was in isolation for 3days. i blame the fever. twice now.
okay let the 'blogging-drum' rolls.
today, i woke up feeling better. at 1130am, with head full of god-knows-what, i woke up smiling. ahh. what a wonderful smile it was.
the temperature has gone down a few celcius, my thoughts cleared up, surprisingly before my throat.
i must be wonderwoman to get over something so quickly. or maybe blackcanary. perhaps ey.
there i am sitting. sipping my coffee coyly with a book (or maybe water since i am still feverish). waiting.. waiting in my loose cotton dress (tight leathers just dont work in this climate).. just sitting there waiting in my superhero cotton outfit, for a call from the datukbandar asking for my SUPERHERO help.
hoyeah. aint life grand.
i couldve blogged about urbanscape, about movies ive watched, about ze less-sober parties etcetera. god knows why i refuse to acknowledge the fact that i am having fun. maybe its the workload. maybe i am drained from being attentive to one person without receiving anything back. that would explain the fever.
i was indeed having fun. past tense. it's just to early to blog about something present because i was in isolation for 3days. i blame the fever. twice now.
okay let the 'blogging-drum' rolls.
today, i woke up feeling better. at 1130am, with head full of god-knows-what, i woke up smiling. ahh. what a wonderful smile it was.
the temperature has gone down a few celcius, my thoughts cleared up, surprisingly before my throat.
i must be wonderwoman to get over something so quickly. or maybe blackcanary. perhaps ey.
there i am sitting. sipping my coffee coyly with a book (or maybe water since i am still feverish). waiting.. waiting in my loose cotton dress (tight leathers just dont work in this climate).. just sitting there waiting in my superhero cotton outfit, for a call from the datukbandar asking for my SUPERHERO help.
hoyeah. aint life grand.
mood:
bouncy
music: cafe del mar
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