11 September, Monday, 10.23pm
Jezebel
So my iPod was revived after a huge resuscitation at Apple Service Centre. It was sick for a while before it went into a coma last week. Today, I tried to pass some current, ie, charged it with the USB cable but it went straight to a fit and concussed. To my surprise, there was a long queue of sick Applers waiting to see Dr Apple at Apple Clinic. I took my queue and I was 1107. Looking at the running LED screen, I was 10 patients away. I sat at a corner next to a Scandinavian (saw his name on his work badge). Sniff sniff.... he smelled like lavender and that instantly made me yawn. At that moment, I realised I had not really rested my legs and mind since I was awoke at 6.36am this morning. It felt like a planet orbiting, circling and hovering at a slow and constant speed while I sat there and rested my feet. You heard me right, 6.36am. Not that I have a choice, but I had to prepare some documents for bosses' meeting at 9.00am, and these papers of info had to reach their brain prior to that, else my head would be on the chopping board! This all voiced down to a Jezebel that did not deliver her promise. Note: I used that instead of who because she does not command my respect at all. Sinisterly cynical, with wicked and evil aura fusing around her, and detrimentally like a time bomb is how I would describe her. Doesn't she sound like a true blue medusa?! But of course.
So my journal is being read by friends, so i know! A friend said it sounded like I was advertising online, another thought I was a born-writer, the other one thought it was fun to read on, and one particular fella called to explain and clarify his unintentional words that affected me awhile back. Apologies accepted. The rain has washed away the haze and the air is cleared. Thank you for calling because I would never think I would have the courage either to hear or confront the situation back then. *handshake*
Ohohoh... 10.56pm... Grey's anatomy next up on TV.... pooooooooooooooooooooooofff!
Jezebel
So my iPod was revived after a huge resuscitation at Apple Service Centre. It was sick for a while before it went into a coma last week. Today, I tried to pass some current, ie, charged it with the USB cable but it went straight to a fit and concussed. To my surprise, there was a long queue of sick Applers waiting to see Dr Apple at Apple Clinic. I took my queue and I was 1107. Looking at the running LED screen, I was 10 patients away. I sat at a corner next to a Scandinavian (saw his name on his work badge). Sniff sniff.... he smelled like lavender and that instantly made me yawn. At that moment, I realised I had not really rested my legs and mind since I was awoke at 6.36am this morning. It felt like a planet orbiting, circling and hovering at a slow and constant speed while I sat there and rested my feet. You heard me right, 6.36am. Not that I have a choice, but I had to prepare some documents for bosses' meeting at 9.00am, and these papers of info had to reach their brain prior to that, else my head would be on the chopping board! This all voiced down to a Jezebel that did not deliver her promise. Note: I used that instead of who because she does not command my respect at all. Sinisterly cynical, with wicked and evil aura fusing around her, and detrimentally like a time bomb is how I would describe her. Doesn't she sound like a true blue medusa?! But of course.
So my journal is being read by friends, so i know! A friend said it sounded like I was advertising online, another thought I was a born-writer, the other one thought it was fun to read on, and one particular fella called to explain and clarify his unintentional words that affected me awhile back. Apologies accepted. The rain has washed away the haze and the air is cleared. Thank you for calling because I would never think I would have the courage either to hear or confront the situation back then. *handshake*
Ohohoh... 10.56pm... Grey's anatomy next up on TV.... pooooooooooooooooooooooofff!
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