Sunday, April 03, 2005

misfit

ain't sure if this is the correct title for this post..but i am juz feeling kinda down..after 3 years in hall, all of a sudden, i dun feel belonged or 'fitting' into the hall culture, communal living or watever u called it. feeling cynial about the things that are happening around..frenz, ethics, morals, culture..maybe it's juz one of those lardball tantrums again :(

if there's anything good which happened during this weekend, it has gotta be spending that few hours wif dearie at his place. he went drinking wif his bi frenz on fri nite..and boy, he was in a bad state when i saw him. rushed down to his place after tuition and bought him a foldover. he finally woke up at 4 and was starving and had puked umpteen times. ever since he got home around 8, he had been visiting the toilet every 2 hours to get the toxins out of his body. hah! he definitely needs to train up his liqour level!

we spent the next 2 hours talking...me surfing the net and he tossing on the bed..trying to make himsel feel better after that toxin attack. after that, we watched miss spore universe wif his parents. shall keep my comments about the contestants to myself. afterall, the last time something similar but smaller scale happened to me, it was a diaster. so on wat grounds am i to criticize them?

when the show ended, it was my turn to warm the bed and baby was both msning his frenz and sorting out his work. i love to talk to him in this manner..it's juz so comfortable..me lying on the bed ranting on and on about the happenings of the week and him doing his stuff on the table. he doesn't have to respond to everything that i said..but the sheer presence of him and knowing that he is listening to me is enuff. i guess sometimes, we juz need a listening ear. and to know when to speak or when not to speak is a form of art to be learnt.

we took a cab to this 24 hours kopitiam around my place for supper. he was still feeling hungry after having a foldover and his big mac dinner. as quoted from him, "i am a growing man" heh heh..we walked home and saw something really weird under my block. around 50 metres upon reaching my block, we saw this boy dressed in green shirt and shorts walking around under my block. but when we reached the lift, there was no sight of him. it was really wierd as it was 12.30 in the morning and wat on earth is he doing? me thought it was one of those sightings..and was kinda worried for baby. fortunately, he smsed me around 1am, "i'm home. and you know the boy whom we saw juz now? he was spraying insecticide on the cockroaches!' that really amused me but thank goodness, it was not wat i thought. haha..

Rouge a-hemmed @ 11:57 PM 0 rockers