Monday, September 04, 2006
- 12:07 am
no. this is not a picture advocating communism/stakhanovism. nor is it about the joys of labour according to robert frost. no its about studying hard for your prelim exams. fuck.
tomorrow is monday. monday! THE DAY. fuck gosh its really gonna be monday. what now. what now. okay i got my lines down. the opening and ending that is- fuck wheres my filler? so yeah. get the pizza, get the drinks and get it on. lets get it started like St Maries Cathedral on hallowmas eve- with strippers, beer and of course, the perennial crowd pleaser, jesus. i cant believe im listening to boogie nights by earth, wind and fire. sonofabitch NO. no. wake the fuck up, kid.
the weekends been mad. what the hell is going on? and is sounding vague and ambiguous really the in thing? at least thats what the nice lady with the poster
told me. because if it isnt then maybe im bombing, big time.
i was staring at the sky today. it was so big and vast and expansive; i thought she was trying to tell me something holding the world in her embrace, holding in sway all the beings of the world in provision of respite from their daytime vigil. to never look down and keep moving up, closer and closer to finally return to the origin. after all, that my name. sky.
i dont know. i seem to be slipping into my fits of depression with increasing frequency and hitting these moodswings again and again. it wont stop. it just wont fucking stop. im beginning to wonder if i have multiple personalities. or is it just me? i need to find myself again. all over again. but thats not the issue here. the issue is with tomorrow; for the then and the there.
okay, so here goes nothing-
hopefully, it'll be something.
fin
hit the stars
