That gnawing pain…
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Letting you rant and not being able to explain.
Being called ‘ungrateful’.
Wishing for the first conscious time yesterday could start over.
Waking up in the morning and not knowing if there’s anything left to look forward to.
Spunkymonkee IS grateful for you…
Bambi Here I Come!
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Lesson 8 completed on the 3rd attempt!Spunkymonkee is one step closer to Bambi.
Bambi is the TS200R that I will ride as soon as I pass my TP (11th May 2006).
Determination and some real sleep the night before will be helpful….
Wish me luck boys and girls!
A day off in the rain.
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I’m having fun sitting alone at home. My new temporary home.. I don’t have the TV on cos it’s just noise… and yeah local TV’s crap and we don’t got cable, dudes.
That darned aircon is still tripping. One more week and we’ll be outta here, into the next unit and into maybe a whole new set of problems. Who knows?
I just have to wait till we move to find out. I’ve been there, looked at the room.. stood in the room.. I still can’t imagine how it’s gonna look like in the end. I need some help..
Black-out curtains.. oh yeah I need some of those. The tiny balcony outside my window faces the pool, how scenic.. yet the sun will come pouring in when I am trying to catch some zzz.
I’ve often wondered why that sun-shining-into-your-bedroom always looks nice in the movies and doesn’t quite have the same effect in real life..
Oh when oh when will the sky stop spitting? I do love the rain, I just want to do my laundry. Our laundry room is tiiiiiny. Not much place to hang indoors..
Perhaps I should stop telling people that it always rains when I am sad. This freak weather might give people the impression I am a manic depressive.
I am not. I get upset, just like anyone, I do get depressed with my financial status, my work status and that other ’status’ once in a while. I jump right back and try to do something about it, the bruises come from taking the wrong turn sometimes.. but I sure am going to die trying.
I do indulge in a fair bit of melancholy though.. I find it .. romantic, so to speak. I do that because I write songs. Well, I try to write songs. Pensive. Wistful. Ahhhh…..
Well we all die one day eventually,might as well make our lives as earnest and as meaningful as possible.
Spunkymonkee is grateful for tears. Without it we wouldn’t know what to do.
Newfound Jealousy
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You’re my newfound jealousy with your smiling eyes.
Where do I go to show you my love?
Away
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I wish it was cold here just like where you are…..
But it just got cold cos you’re not here….
Sunday Sunday
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Beer and vodka can be quite a lethal combination especially when your flatmate pours you an orange vodka instead of a vodka orange. For the first time this year, I threw up.
That said, yesterday was a wonderful sunday hanging out with Nicky, her sister Liz and Liz’s fiance Jim, I think jetlag has finally hit them cos they flew from england to come visit. What better way to celebrate than to bring em to the local coffeeshop for some serious Tiger guzzling?
We decided to attempt to cook dinner. Well, I did. A short walk to the ATM all of us realised we hadn’t brought our ATM cards.
So… no groceries, no cooking.
Our attempts to walk semi-straight back home was quite a laugh. What do we do when we’re not cooking? Bring out the peach vodka! Put on some music, dance a little. Get the wireless connection fixed (Thank you Unreal!)
Dinner after all that booze was what killed me, I think.
I was so fucked by the time I went over to the neighbour’s… I’m quite glad I made it to her bathroom before pulling a scene from The Exorcist.
I’m also glad 98% of it went straight into the toilet bowl.
