the dream
the soft pale curtains flickering against my shoulders as i stand at the window.
the sight of blue azure skies littered with fluffy white rolls of clouds.
the lingering smell of toasts and coffee in the kitchen.
the sound of crickets loudly buzzing in the background while the birds greet them.
the feel of your eyes on my back as i do my make up.

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i want this scene to come true.
because if it doesn't, it's you i'll sue.
sugar, don't you understand?
all i'm asking is forever hold my hand.
alright, i'm begging you pretty please?
look, i'll even wear a garland made of daisies.

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pretty aye?

anywhoo...work's been getting better...except the heels have got to go. LOL lucky sometimes boss is driving and she just ask me to wait at somerset mrt and she'll fetch me and we either breakie together or she'll drop me at work...best is she'll drive me to cthall...but that's only like once a week or once in 2weeks. she's the bigbigbigboss...she just got back from malaysia. but she's going malaysia next week. then again...the stress and workload dumped on me again. fish.

moody. blog again...