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    on Saturday, July 30, 2005


    I am in a bitching mood.

    Now that i think about it, im always bitching so whats the difference.

    Josh called me today. Was quite happy to hear from him. I was quite confused at first.

    " Who are you?"
    " Josh"
    " Huh? Who the hell is that?"
    " Joshua Leong."
    " Oh yeah.." * Starts kicking myself -I shouldnt forget.

    Anyways, as usual, due to the "kick myself in the arse" syndrome, i volunteered to organise a bbq tomorrow. Sooooooo for the last 6 hours, i was battling crowds in the supermarket, having a imaginary sword fight between mustard and dijonnaise*DOH*, hunting for the hamburger buns * They are really hard to get! Damnit.* and trying my darnest not to run those annoying little monsters with the shopping cart.

    Ended up with ten heavy shopping bags. I almost fractured my arms. Thank goodness, my lil angel was there to help me. After putting stuff away and marinating stuff, my hands would prolly be very delicious after bbqing. Fat drips and all. * Flash backs of a certain movie*

    Anyways, what makes people think that i am free whenever they are? Its amazing how much guilt they try to lay on me whenever i am not free.

    " I have not seen you for quite a while." - Yeah, whos fault is that?
    " Why are you playing so hard to get?" - Play? Darling, i am not playing.
    " I have not heard from you for quite a while."- You mean you dont get the clue? I am so done with people who only call me when they need me for something.

    Friendship isnt automatically going to last till the day we die. It needs work. It needs effort. It needs communication. It needs cultivation. Just because they are " busy" with their "lives" and put me on the backburner lead them to think that i am at their back and call?

    Perhaps, its my own fault. I am not a good judge of character.

    But i do know that in order for my life to be less cluttered, i need to get rid of junk.

    *delete, delete, delete*

    The baby is asleep. I should go to bed too.

    Good night folks.



    Carina
    11:10:00 PM