I’m taking this metaphorically. Or I’ve learned to start doing this metaphoriclly.
I’m actually doing this already metaphorically.
As for the tatt, no matter how much I’d like to have one or two, I’d probably not. I won’t.
Unimportant.
Unsure about having truly learned about myself while having that examined.
But one thing I’ve learned about jealousy. It’s overwhelmingly annoying.
thinking of you.
It’s 1am for Pete’s sake.
and then this little girl comes up to the table and says “HIIIII!!!!” and waved and smiled and now I’m just a fucking puddle on the floor because that was the cutest thing ever and I hate myself for being so cynical.
I’m listening to 80s music via Singtel AMPed while watching Oli Pettigrew’s Cash Cab on AXN while doing chores in and around my room. One of Cash Cab’s questions was about the Japanese horror film The Ring. I miss Gizelle. I watched it with her on big screen during college and all I did was laugh and made fun out of her for being a scaredy cat.
I suddenly thought of watching the film again, alone, and in the dark to scare the hell out of me. As I was saying, I am currently busy but bored and overwhelmingly ridiculously agitated, I needed distraction.
I youtubed. And darn. I’m a puss. I can’t even watch an eleven-second clip of Sadako.
