Feels like life is a slippery eel in a tub of soap water, trashing about while you're trying to hold it (for what ever reason, there is).
It's like baking a cake, you stir hard, you put all the best ingredient at the right measurement, then you take your chances in the oven. Sometimes the cake comes out superb, sometimes...
My baby's leaving me.
If that's true, then that's why I love my baby in the first place. A free spirit. Unaffected by outside influences. Unpredictable.
Life's never boring with my baby. If it's true.
If it's just a joke, it's gone too far... But I'll take that as a pleasant distraction as right now, my life is somewhat like this ____________________________________________________
Such a straight line.
Like calm weather before a storm.
I hope there's double rainbow on the sky when this ends.
I'm yearning to do something new, but too lazy to venture outside my comfort zone. This is bad.
Pix: Damn Huge Cicak (Tokay Gecko) Invaded My House A Few Nights Back.
This big-ass cicak is nippy... Seriously, never saw a cicak so prone to biting like this one. It's like a bulldog in cicak disguise. Siao... It barks like a puppy. It shits a motherload of shit the size of almonds... It's bluish gray with white and orange spots.
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