Title of this post has nothing to do with what I'm about to talk about. Just random thought I had while showering back then. I mean can we cry under water? In the movies they always show scenes where the female character gets emotional and get into the bathroom to like wash away all the pain from them and cry right under the shower head. Well thats scene number one.
Scene number two, water is running while they lean on the bathroom wall and cry.
Scene number three, you don't see the character, nor the bathroom wall, just water drizzling down the tiles/bathtub with blood spinning making a circle shape. That's when she died or probably she was just having her period.
So I've tried re-enacting scene number one. It doesn't work that way apparently. Tears stop once my face hits the water. If someone here could cry underwater do call me or show me how you do it to prove my theory is wrong.
Had some stalker guy harassing me on the phone, which I don't care to elaborate. Put him on block call list already.
What a day.
Scene number two, water is running while they lean on the bathroom wall and cry.
Scene number three, you don't see the character, nor the bathroom wall, just water drizzling down the tiles/bathtub with blood spinning making a circle shape. That's when she died or probably she was just having her period.
So I've tried re-enacting scene number one. It doesn't work that way apparently. Tears stop once my face hits the water. If someone here could cry underwater do call me or show me how you do it to prove my theory is wrong.
Had some stalker guy harassing me on the phone, which I don't care to elaborate. Put him on block call list already.
What a day.
Well couldn't really call it a day yet as it is only 5 mins to 5 pm. But then I just feel like rambling over here as it takes my mind off stuff. It is good to be back here. Some said I'm starting to blog much because of that damn 3 long-ass donkey years hiatus. Some said it is good that I'm channeling myself over here instead of trying to cheer myself up with delayed devotion feelings.
It looks like it is going to rain again. Already opened my windows, pulling up my curtains to let the cool breeze swept in. Cleaned the room. I have like a little pile of laundry to do which I am going to attempt to tomorrow after I get back from work.
Yes. Work.
Need to head down to the Shah Alam lake around 4pm tomorrow. Doing what? I am not sure yet. Just being told to get my ass down there tomorrow to help Safwan by Reuben yesterday night.
He said be there at 5. I was like "5 freaking am?!".
Then he said no "Evening my dear." Before I hung up he said "Okay, 5pm would be too late. Be there by 4pm. Please."
So I guess tomorrow would be a post on what's happening at the lake.
Meaning I have to wake up early than usual. If I need to be there by 4pm, I should at least wake up around 12pm. Because my body clock just went haywire lately. Sleep late, waking up earliest by 1pm or worst 2.30pm.
Meanwhile nothing beats the day like having a glass of cold Diet Coke from the fridge. Actually forgotten that I had Coke in the fridge. Been losing temporary memory lately. Just now when someone asked me what did I do last weekend, I told him I totally forgotten. I really did. Maybe because of my sleeping hours are just crazy. Nick told me to go see doctor. I will soon.
I know what I need.
Not doctor or some prescriptions.
I need my twisted sunshine to come back shining in my sky.
Short notes:
Heart you always my twisted sunshine.
Updates:
I took 1 hour and 26 minutes to finish this post, sheesh.
Coke got me off the hook.
Tee Hee.
It looks like it is going to rain again. Already opened my windows, pulling up my curtains to let the cool breeze swept in. Cleaned the room. I have like a little pile of laundry to do which I am going to attempt to tomorrow after I get back from work.
Yes. Work.
Need to head down to the Shah Alam lake around 4pm tomorrow. Doing what? I am not sure yet. Just being told to get my ass down there tomorrow to help Safwan by Reuben yesterday night.
He said be there at 5. I was like "5 freaking am?!".
Then he said no "Evening my dear." Before I hung up he said "Okay, 5pm would be too late. Be there by 4pm. Please."
So I guess tomorrow would be a post on what's happening at the lake.
Meaning I have to wake up early than usual. If I need to be there by 4pm, I should at least wake up around 12pm. Because my body clock just went haywire lately. Sleep late, waking up earliest by 1pm or worst 2.30pm.
Meanwhile nothing beats the day like having a glass of cold Diet Coke from the fridge. Actually forgotten that I had Coke in the fridge. Been losing temporary memory lately. Just now when someone asked me what did I do last weekend, I told him I totally forgotten. I really did. Maybe because of my sleeping hours are just crazy. Nick told me to go see doctor. I will soon.
I know what I need.
Not doctor or some prescriptions.
I need my twisted sunshine to come back shining in my sky.
Short notes:
Heart you always my twisted sunshine.
Updates:
I took 1 hour and 26 minutes to finish this post, sheesh.
Coke got me off the hook.
Tee Hee.
