yester day was spent wishfully
sleeping around and lazing a home.
I kinda notice that im always home alone...
no family member is ever home till night.
its kind of sad.

as i read the passionate gruesome stories.
by roahl dahl,omnibus.
there the loud tinkering of a fimiliar bell.
the ice cream man stand below at the void deck.
so close bt yet so far,
the window beside mine,
faint sobs makes its way to my ears.
distant yet fleash and blood...

beside that today i went out with
azizah for lunch at swensens.
we talked and stuff.
manager was mangerish....
hahahahaha
after that w went to get her bf a memorial
present for their 6th monthsarrie.

another issue at home.
god, was i swallowed up whole.
the minute anyone came home...
it was why dint u do that why dint u do this.
and every damn small thing.
bloody hell.

the best thing to do.
ignore.