Saturday, January 17, 2009
cloud 27. =)
I'm sucking on a jawbreaker and I'm running after time. this up and coming weekend aimed to be momentous, thus eventful where my close bloodlines are conjuring important dates for reminiscence. those particular individual who will in turn make 17january a date to look back, with joy.
and oh my, i'm a sucker for coincidence conjuncture, leaving me having many irons in a fire. i ll be on a full plate, and only that will conjure up the feeling of being wanted. its makes me, in a individual peculiar azri's eye view, to ponde that i am a valuable person. that leads me to preset my mind that i need to stay alive, be alive. in contrasting to not being a necessity is someone's life. i ll choose them on any given day. even on, my sunday.
yaya's sister will be wedded, my brother will be affianced, to keep his promise for marriage, to gives his word and betrothed. last but not least, nazree's sister is having a gathering for their newborn baby girl. so basically, i ll be in bated breath once monday comes, even the blues will turn sour. well im not a fish out of water in this, less to forget, my presence for part time is only on weekends.
boxing's been in my eardrums. calling it out each day. and the fire in my eyes for the beloved sport is still on heavy-duty. im an enthusiast for it, and relieving myself through a real-life sand filled imaginary-person scapegoat who wont even retaliate, punching bag , is a gazillion times better.
and then again, im on set for a sleazy rendezvous at Taiwan. 5-26 February. and then after my air force survival is on the 27february. so this complications of overseas odyssey is such a heavens to Betsy.
and my serene chit-chats with my yuppies till late morning. love 'em. wheres my shackle, i should ask.
lets go to cloud 27.
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