Stupid Questions...

I am sitting alone tonight. Not my typical night. At home. With the lights out. With my mp3 playing really really slow, I can't barely make out what song's playing right now.



Some how, something hit the replay button in my head and those silly questions that people have asked me came about my mind.



... Why are you so kind to me?



... If supposed I tell you I like you a lot, is there any possibility for you to like to me too?



... Are you a kept person?



... Married?



... Ok, I can get that you're modern thinking and all, but why are you still single?



... You must lead a very interesting life, right?



... Why can't you love me too?



... Saya nak jadi isteri nombor 2 abang, boleh?



... Are you dead?



But the winner of them all...



... You said you cannot live without me, then why aren't you dead yet?



Right.



Maybe for some people, they heal fast. I am me. I heal at my own pace.




My horoscope for August 16, 2007

If you stay open to differing ideas, you'll get insight that others would kill for.



Some small problem at home -- plumbing or wiring or something smaller -- won't go away. Now is a great time to deal with this type of issue, as your mind is more fully focused on practical concerns. (my kitchen sink is blocked again... water dripping from the bottom... another reason not to cook at home and not having to do the dishes... i love it!)






My friends' horoscope for August 16, 2007

Ready for action? You'd better be, because something exciting is coming your way. (as much as i want to say something here... I'll say no comment)



Your powerful, positive energy is keeping that smile going, even if you're in the middle of a double-shift or dining with the in-laws. Somehow, even paying bills can be fun on a day like today.



Note to self: 2 days break... Better at least achieve something noticable... Caladiums needs repotting... Pitcher plants needs to be rearranged and some needs to be repotted... Laundry, CD bag needs updating... Drop scripts for work. Shave under arm hair... too long oledi (you didn't need to know that... But sharing is caring) need to to my pubic hair too... Wakakakaka... Chill out beb...



That's the problem problem with me... I'm always like that. I can cry for no reason but I don't cry often enough... I mean when you're hurt, you cry... That's therapy... I'm in desperate need of therapy at the moment... Pulling out own nostril hair is out of the question... It makes me cry.. But nostril hair are there for a reason... to filter out.... I know... I'm being Mr. Smarty Pants... Again!



Neway... 2 days break... is going to be a bliss...