a fine frenzy
11:31 PM
Thursday, August 23, 2007
The jukebox plays my song:
"手紙" - letter {jpop}
Greeeen



Every morning I wake up to the sound of a sexy male's voice telling me to greet the tired, weary, forgetful (and rainy) world - a voice who happens to belong to John Mayer. However, alas, i find his voice in the morning as wretched and unfortunately, not the slightest romantic at all. =.=” so i, with my gorgeous ever-sweet lips (^.~) filled with drool opens wide to murmur "be quiet" to the melodious (but far too loud) John... But he never listens. So every morning i resort to knocking him off his feet so that he will truly really remain silent...for another 5 minutes...and another 5 minutes...and another 5 minutes... so i may dream a little bit more, away in a faraway land of brightly coloured candies and lollies, for the thoughts that come out of the great silence are so very sweet - especially when raindrops dance outside your window.



But one's young dream is always vexed and blighted by the murmurous spell of reality that lurks in every nook and corner...

Panic would sweep across the noiseless tenor of the bedroom as Time would mercilessly persecute my struggling body which had already been pulled against all efforts by my unforgiving mind to sit up and face the dark, grey clouds which hang silently outside my window. And i wonder where has summer gone with its gentle rays of warmth.


Rush hour begins: turn on channel 7, look at weather for the day, decide what to wear whilst brushing my teeth, wash face, change clothes after painful moments of deciding, rummaging and objects falling here and there, pack my bag trying to remember what i need to save the day, quickly brush my knots and clumps away, frantically gobble down my breakfast and barge into the shoe cupboard, say my farewell speech to two adults and one child, and finally, scramble out the front door and onto the streets under the cold whipping breeze, trying to look like a sophisticated princess but clearly, failing to do so as i run for the train that would puff away into the city. By this time, the sky has turned grey-blue with a few gentle, grey fluffy clouds sailing slowly above my head.

And so, the day begins... often with a raindrop falling onto the tip of my nose... =P


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