"I WANTED GOLD TEETH SO
I'D LOOK JUST LIKE YOU."
"It's not your war. So why are you fighting it?"
"Because somebody has to."
"I don't want you to get hurt."
"It's inevitable. I know what I'm in for, and I'm ready."
"You're a moron, you know that?"
"Yeah. You still love me, so that's okay i guess."
Sage picked up his duffel bag and headed out the door.
"Sage!"
"Yes?"
"I love you. So stay alive."
Sage smiled, and tipped his beret in Tamara's direction. Lifting his chin, he looked up at the sky. Dark clouds loomed overhead, and the birds scattered in a million directions. A black cat lay on the stairs of his front porch, lazily clawing at the wood, causing tiny splinters to stick out from the planks. Sage was startled by the hoot of a barn owl, but pulled himself together as he nodded at his comrades. The war had just begun.
i chickened out of the jab today. HAH. partly that and partly cos i was too darned lazy to lift my ass out of the house. i've been incredibly lazy lately. i think it has to do with my weight issue :( i can't figure out why, but i'm just really uncomfortable with myself. i highly doubt it's low self-esteem. i think it has everything to do with my expectations of myself.
it's like i know i can do so much better than this, so why should i stand for these extra kgs? i can have a perfect size 6, 46kg body, with the right curves and firmness. so why should i have to put up with this size 8/10 52kg me? i don't have to. and i won't.
yeah that's right. 52. FIFTY TWO. ugh. i put on 6kg!!!!!!!! in a matter of 4months i put on 6kg. shitake mushrooms, i say.
i woke up at 12, then 1. bathed, wrestled with my hair (i'm seriously tempted to shave this fur off. but i won't, no worries.) then sat around thinking, "okay, now what?" then daddy called and he wanted to buy stuff from Queensway. owing it to the fact that
A) i figure it's his way of apologizing for blowing up yesterday
B) it's his off day
C) i get a chance to shop
i went along with him. so yeah he bought his shirts/shorts and i bought myself a pair of nike dunks :D i love love my new shoes. shoes are my latest craze i think. next to dresses and tops and jeans and oh my goodness i sound like a friggin' bimbo.
(At this point, Chuan rolls his eyes and tells me i have enough shoes and i'm high maintenance. At this point, Vaness rolls her eyes and tells me she never ever wears shoes anyway. At this point, Peachy waves at me and joins me in my shoe frenzy (GIRLFRIEND!!). At this point, millions of humanitarians throw tranquilizer darts at me, take all my shoes and sell them on e-bay and donate the cash to the starving kids in Africa. At this point, i tell you all i love my dunks and they only cost $76 as opposed to $127.30 so my purchase is justified.)
so yeah i bought my shoes, tried to shop but i didn't have much time. rushed down to Commonwealth for training and learnt how to make espresso beverages today :) time well spent, i think :D i managed to down a cup of caramel macchiato and a little bit of vanilla latte. i am now an expert at this thing. HAHAHAH so cocky.
OH YES!! i was out with daddy right and these guys thought i was his girlfriend. HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH
"so um... where are you working at now?"
"me? oh uh, i'm working at Starbucks."
"oh! which outlet?
"Vivo city"
"so you know Sam?"
"uh... i think he's from habourfront, but yeah i know Sam. haha.. sorry but how long has my dad been in there?"
"OH! he's your father ah?"
"hahah yeah dude. you thought he was my.....?"
*shuffles feet* "well, you know... there are alot of people who come in here and.... uh..ya."
"HAHAHAHHAHAHA DADDY THEY THOUGHT YOU WERE MY BOYFRIEND!!!"
so embarrassing. DO I LOOK LIKE THE KIND OF GIRL WHO'LL SUCK UP TO A SUGAR DADDY?!?! i look so cheap, MEH?! :( i'm not materialistic okay?! and my daddy's not rich. hahah even if i were to find a sugar daddy, i'd look for Edmund. or Peachy. HAHAHAHAH
okay. damn tired already. my mind's been put on overdrive.
10am at Vivo tomorrow.
10-2 SBV2
2-4 shop shop shopping! (by myself, thankyouverymuch.)
4-5 travel down to Bayshore
5-6.30 piano
7-8 cell prayer
8-10? cell dinner
tomorrow sounds like it'll be a better day. but then again, everyday i hope for a better day. haha i've been inexplicably down lately... might just be everything boiled into one bitter broth. sigh. i just hope everything gets sorted out, then i can take a breather then jump head first into my life once again.
i've learnt my lesson, that shopping by myself gets me more respect from the shop keepers. heh. i need more dresses so i don't have to scratch my head as to how to match clothes, and i need more books to occupy myself.
I NEED TO TAKE THAT JAB STILL!! :( oh terror.