christy

Thursday, August 04, 2005

oyee, what you talking about?!

the sun pierced its arms right into wissty's living room.
where she was sitting with her laptop plonked on her fat thighs.

**click-cloock!!!** -- sound of door being unlocked.

wissty: "MOMMYYYY!!!! I AM HUNGRYYYYY!!!!!"
wissty mommy: "wah lao, why u never cook on your own?!"
w: "cook liao. eat liao. then hungry again loooh!"
wm: "what you eat?"
w: "maggi lohhh. still got what to eat, u tell me?!"
wm: "i cook mee suah, can?"
w: "quickly quickly!!! i very hungry leyyyy..."

wissty mommy made the mee suah (vermicilli?).
soupy, companied by miss lettuce and uncle ham.

>> slurrrppp <<
>> slurrrppp <<

w: "mommy, what u use to cook? why smelly-smelly?!"
wm: "NO LA! WHERE GOT!!!!"
w: "got, can! u tryyy!!!"
wm: " it's the new cooking oil la! JUST EAT!!!"
w: "orrh."

>> slurrppp <<
>> slurrppp <<

w: "but really smelly leyyy!!!!"
wm: "where got?! just eattt!!!!!"
w: "horrrr!!!! WHAT U PUT INSIDE?!?! chestnut isst?!?!"
wm: ((blankk)) "no la! where got?!"

wissty chuckled like a chicken for 2secs.
turned back to her bowl.
she wept.

it reminded her of the time when The (ex)Boy,
tried to 'drugg' her with redoxen,
cos she was a little ill.
and blaffed her that it's fresh orange juice.
minus pulp, plus powder. (of cos he didn't say this la!)

how la like that?
HOWWWW?!?!?!

i've so much to tell him which i realised i didn't.
cos during our last conversation,
i was far to distraught to get my mind right.

i need to tell him
that all he needs is to be with me
that's the comfort i need. (thanks twinney)
and that i would like to be there
with him
to endure through the crisis-es or pains
to grow and learn

but i don't know, if he wants to.
if he will see it like i do.

or am i just wishing, hoping and dreaming to much.

least i hope for now,
is that
i am not blinded.
if i am,
i just wanna wake up
to realise it all.

but i believe i'm not.
he -is- a good guy.
some of you thought that
he's selfish.
but that's not too true.
cos he stood by me when i crumbled.
and taught me many.

iamscaredd.
scared that we still love each other,
but, just can't be together,
cos of circumstances.
i think it's true.
and i think this is far more painful.

H-O-W-!-?-!-?-!-!
really la. like that how siah.
if it's really not meant to be,
i wanna get my life back.
tskkk. damn anal man.
jia lat jia lat jia lat.

see ey jia lat mannn!!!

7:43 PM
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