This is the state of my kitchen right now:
July 27, 2009
It’s like static
Dearest Twin,
Tonight before I sleep, I just want to say that I am a bit sad. I have no idea why though. Something’s bugging me. Or maybe a lot of things are. And I’m tired, tired of trying to make everything okay.
I hope your day was better though. I hope you got the good karma for the day. Birthday girls get that.
I’ve been meaning to post pictures and tell stories (I have a lot to tell) but this static interference in my mind is too overbearing. I miss talking to you.
En tout cas, Happy 23rd Birthday. I hope you like the surprise dinner we made you last night.
Love,
Isk
P.S. I clicked the button.
July 26, 2009
Truly we belong to God, and truly to him shall we return
Sepet tells the story of love unconditional, Gubra reminded me religion is not the cause, Muallaf gave me reason to start all over.
I am anguished because Yasmin Ahmad is close to my heart and I’ve always dreamt of meeting her someday, but now she has gone to meet God first.
Rest in peace. We are inspired by you, and may humanity better itself in the name of your work.
July 24, 2009
July 23, 2009
July 12, 2009
July 4, 2009
Back for a weekend
I’m back for a weekend with abrasions and muscle aches. I’m sick of playing mind games with morons and vomited blood at their still-childish behaviours (if only I counted the number of times I rolled my eyes and gave a secret bitch face). I literally fell sick and coughed blood, I want to get better before heading outfield for 3 days next week. I couldn’t even enjoy my McSpicy meal just now – just when I thought I could eat fries with a vengeance. This doesn’t feel like reservist at all. It feels like army never ended for me.
But I like my bunk. First time ever!
Thanks for all the calls and entertaining my random smses.
I’m waiting for my laundry to be done, going to concuss in bed, and hoping to meet some friends tomorrow before heading back to frolic in the jungle.
June 28, 2009
Forsaken
I feel like a kid going back to school after a long holiday.
June 26, 2009
Sweet sweet freedom, for now
I just returned my access card and collected my cheque.
I AM FREE!!!
Moonwalkers
I remember playing this Michael Jackson video game on the Sega console when I was younger. I could make him do the moonwalk and he kills baddies by dancing, and he could power up to be a mega-cool robot.
R.I.P.
