of some days dreaded and other random stories

This morning, I got one of the calls I had been dreading since I moved here. The call that tells me my grand-aunt isn't here on this earth with us any longer.

I can't actually say I am numb, but I can't say I don't feel anything. Hence, currently I am just existing.

We spoke last on Christmas day, I procrastinated, we didn't speak since then. Bus 607 was a real deal.

I have floaters in right eye, I wish they will go away.

I don't know if being a texture artist is currently my right fit, but still I am pushing.

I was rooting for Sugar Ray to win MVP of the celebrity game, if I placed a bet I would have lost money.

I still don't get why D.Wade is retiring.

I watched the superbowl game, I think I find the no-skills flaunting sport a tad dry. All these offense-defense talk I also find to be ear-sores. I probably just need to understand the game better, I am biased.

When I was 11 or 12, I had a tshirt with the Tasmanian devil sporting a sign 'i need a miracle' that's how I feel right now. When I think back, I really have been a moving miracle.

I only have to think back to my last weekend...

I'm only human, i really need a lot of miracles


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