yep. Friday.the day is finally here.
it seems pointless to work today. my motivation to work is running dry.
looking forward to tonite tho. there will be some jamming sessions with friends. F already asked me abt Zouk. Paul Van Dyke is comin to town n hit the turntable. [...] is my answer.
having this spinning headaches make me wanna ... but then again tomorrow afternoon i'll be performing at Putrajaya. hate the eyebags. so i have to sleep early. loads of laundry to sort out. house to take care of. been a week in a haywire and loss somehow. a friend showed me the means to disentangle this messiness that i've created. God how i hate myself of doing things without thinking properly. i wrote my essay miserably yesterday during that business writing test. i didn't answer the questions correctly. my mind was elsewhere. wandering on the odds. thinking of how to solve this misery... jiwa kocak!
a friend texted last nite before i shut my eyes to a deep coma;-
"...em jom buat club jiwa kacau nk? "
"...ha!ha! kewl jugak tuy. awak jd presiden eh? "
i sorted Divine's help. Yaasin truly helps a lot. after that i was in a blissful sleep with a weird dream. this is the second same dream. with all the same characters...about the same event but slightly different storyline. is this some sort of a message? i used to dream this kinda dream about a month ago. maybe it's just a dream. it won't imply on anything. hopefully tonite the jam will be alright. a place for me to spit out my despair. hopefully you'll understand why i'm taking in this measure. love is only a feeling...
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