looming weekend..

lunch today at the paragon with work guys was *burp* very nostalgic..i saw ex colleagues and then witnessed crown prince hotel which is now park hotel being torn down *sniff*

had one of the bestest dinner last nite with lil dee and her friend wee rosie at rochestor and it totally rocked. i came back pretty mellowed by the grape juice and lamb chops i had. it would seem my appetite is coming back. not unlike terror 2's bits of raging hunger. only food of the tastiest morsels hokay~ *burpPPPPP*

maybe its that time of the month i couldn't be sure but well, as long as its picking up and i gain more meat! no soccer this week and i didn't sign up at the gym yet so its only sexcercise in the bedroom cleaning up my perpetual mess. which! is coming along pretty nicely i must say, except for the fact that i have got clothes all over everywhere *hohum* hence another on the to buy list is something that could hold my clothes. i have thrown out a good number of things i have not worn for a year? maybe more because i keep wearing the same things anyway. i didn't even bother to recyle or anything because many were so worn and tattered anyway.

*thwack!*

i did laundry so that means i have to fold! fold! fold! and youtube is acting up *pout* how like that? uploading pictures now and then also thinking whether i should watch another episode of mentalist while folding up? hell no...maybe tomorrow or during the long weekend ahead. am not sure if the terrors will be let out so standby stuff to do *muahaha* like house work? *gulps* or MAYBE..i could just snooze and be a bear!

it already damn tuesday and on monday i got pissed by 'hakuna matata' *prfttttttttttttt* don't ask me why but yeah...it sounded just SO WRONG that morning. apprently these claws need sharpening *tweakkkkkkkkkkkscreeeeeech* and i might just have found someone to act as scratch post! >) ooOoooo..besh besh but still trying to be the sweet kitty that i am while i can still try to let go. choosing my battles carefully yo! i dragged the last one long enough and costs me 1 of my kitty life. still, i can count on a few stubborn ones more to back me up. no wastage there :) *emptyemptyyyyyyyyyy*

*sigh*

no song will get to this mangled heart, no sweet partying sorrows able to drown the loss i feel. yet honesty is my kindred spirit bearing hope anew. i say a prayer of much love for you, you, you. just please STAY out and don't come back. and to a particular superpoliceman.........*ptuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiiii* i spit on your disguised ego tactics of oh-much-pity-to-ya offerings.

i can't help you man. i thought i told you that but yet..YET..YETTTTTTTTTTTTT....you chew on my olive branch of peace and tell me its your spit, that's MY CURE? damn..whose the hell do you think you are anyway? go away please with your superpowers. i used to 'own' a superman myself (who could tell time with no watch in sight hurhurhur) but he turned out to be crapdoodle. well yeah..i had something to do with his mutation into a mongstar!!! *just look at mr. green eyes* so before i turn you into shitte, dust....fleeting memory....just chill bro.

look the other way please :D

"I keep six honest men (they taught me all i knew); Their names are What and Why and When and How and Where and Who. ~ Rudyard Kipling, The Elephants Child"

NEXTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT better player PUHLEASE!

stay sane,
jahatamyemeelea