First off, Elle's birthday was a nice one, cake wasd lovely too cos it was my favoutite flavour. Yup, banana chocolate, yumminess. But later I got strangely grumpy and moody. Inexplicable but true. Till the point I couldn't stand the noise and all and yelled stuff. I just lost it. I just really lost it. Maybe I'm not king control that I think I am, able to hide my emotions and stuff.
Then couldn't go to class cos it was hot and muggy and really had shite of a headache. Lucky my woman friend Hanis was on the way back. I really at times cannot live without talking to you, you know? Went to the Talenttime rehearsals and was disgusted cos plastics were in abundance. Fucking 'ell.
Thing is Hanis made me think a lot of things. Really a lot. I mean I've never considered myself desirable in any way. But the thing is, what Hanis said was true. If I'm not desirable, why did I confuse a lot of women with their feelings? I thought it was because of words, but she gave me that look that it wasn't just that. Made me really think you know. But times are a changing, I get colder by the day. Women in terms of interest are becoming a passing to me. It's as if I cannot care of their existence around me. I have become indifferent. Maybe that's what 24 years of existence does to me.
Then there was another thing. I've known Hanis for like 4 years and watched her blossom into a desirable woman. The funny thing is tho, I realised that night why I never dated or even tried to fling with her. It was simple. She was already wonderful as a friend, what more could I have asked from her? She accompanies me whenever she can, we talk a lot with each other over so many and diverse topics, we listen to each others problems, and we make each other happy. I mean, as a friend she already cures my blues, I could never dare to ask for more. I love you woman, I mean it in a caring friendship kinda way, and I'm blessed the fact we know each other. And to think it all started when she saw me and asked "Excuse me, are you japanese...." and I used to call her a "plank". Oh my tummy hurts thinking about that. We sure have had lots of fun haven't we? This song's for you woman...here's to 4 years of knowing you, you skank, and here's to another 40
Perfect Day by Collective Soul
There she stumbles
Falling to her knees
I think she tripped on reality
I have witnessed
Tragic comedies
That's the world in which she leads
Well I would walk a million miles
To give her all that she needs
But she would walk a million more
To do what she believes
She'll have a perfect day
Troubles blooming
Innocence now fades
But still she's dry through
All the rain
There's no purpose
She has yet to crave
She's like the big dog on parade
Well I would walk a million miles
To give her all that she needs
She would walk a million more
To do well as she pleased
She had a perfect day
I can't figure this one out
I've no words here to explain
She'll just sugar kiss me off
She'll just have another perfect day
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