Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Ok, the third day of work today, just 5 more to go...

I really do not understand nor do i want to on how do someone work in such boredom, perhaps a matter of habit, i do admit, i don't feel much when i'm working, its like for that period of 9 hours, the zombifying process occurs and everything like a rubber band that strungs back, after work all the dreading begins, the start of the day, you think about work and how long till it ends and at the end of the day, you think about how many hours left do you have till you have to go back to that zombifying process...

Horrifying...

The fleeting march in the mrt, is a proof of stereotyping, as i walked the path of the grown up in suits,my music skipped a track and i hear the clicks and the clats from boots and heels in unification, it kinda instilled fear of growing up in me....


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in my fear i thought of you
thought of how it was gonna end
or perhaps by miracle start
i can't help myself
i dare not say love,
but i l can't choose who to like
and i like you


K wilted at 11:01 PM

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