Am in da worst mood today. Worst with a capital F!
Right now, i have a burning need to swear with all those words i could ever think of!
Da damn share prices dropped real badly and i can kick myself hard for not selling it last week. Wanna swear at my stupidity. Procastination is a bad word.
I have always hated putting things till the last min and here i am left to regret my actions.
I know! Its the cause and effect theory again.........
The whole week started off like shit! Sucks! Both my parents flew off on a holiday yesterday and i won't get to see them for 2 mths.Aaaarghhhhh! I don't need someone to baby me but i am going to miss them real bad.
Its the presense that counts. I want my mum to be always there to nag at me,
when i go roaming the streets and sneak back home late night hoping she wont' find out,
when i go on a diet giving lame excuses of wanting a hot bod like hers,
when i fail to eat at home despite making thousand promises to her that i will,
when i engage in a verbal war with my bro over who is mum's favourite,
when i complain about how difficult life can be for a women in her 20s in comparison with a woman in her 40s (her).
When, when, all right seem wrong and when all wrong seems right........
I just want her to be where she always will be for me....
In the big warm kitchen where both of us discuss the essence of life ....
Even the kitchen seems cold without her.......
Right now, i have a burning need to swear with all those words i could ever think of!
Da damn share prices dropped real badly and i can kick myself hard for not selling it last week. Wanna swear at my stupidity. Procastination is a bad word.
I have always hated putting things till the last min and here i am left to regret my actions.
I know! Its the cause and effect theory again.........
The whole week started off like shit! Sucks! Both my parents flew off on a holiday yesterday and i won't get to see them for 2 mths.Aaaarghhhhh! I don't need someone to baby me but i am going to miss them real bad.
Its the presense that counts. I want my mum to be always there to nag at me,
when i go roaming the streets and sneak back home late night hoping she wont' find out,
when i go on a diet giving lame excuses of wanting a hot bod like hers,
when i fail to eat at home despite making thousand promises to her that i will,
when i engage in a verbal war with my bro over who is mum's favourite,
when i complain about how difficult life can be for a women in her 20s in comparison with a woman in her 40s (her).
When, when, all right seem wrong and when all wrong seems right........
I just want her to be where she always will be for me....
In the big warm kitchen where both of us discuss the essence of life ....
Even the kitchen seems cold without her.......
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