SCRATCHING…

June 13th, 2006

normally, my tempo’s going to meet me halfway. my mind droughted as i think of sleep. what the hell is keeping me up?? my eyes are never shut until i hear the cock’s crow. i visibly wipe the sweat off my face, i haven’t changed my clothes yet since i’ve arrived at 10:30. i can’t wait to dive into my sheets, but i know if i’d be there, i’d be staring up the ceiling ’til 3. i was at sarrah’s earlier and a bunch of her friends partied like it’s school tomorrow — IT IS SCHOOL TOMORROW! hehehe… well, i’ve got to pay tribute to my friend, jeff or else i’d be stuck in the muck of EVENINGcdo. i need to go home often or i’d totally feel wasted. but i miss the fun though…

peeping behind the door would be oscar and his daughter, butter. the two shihtzu-contrasts… the little girl, who was yet fond of pulling her father’s chain. outside, the rain still pours. beside me, my dad’s snoring. i look down, my tummy growled! no! i’m a famished freak! a glutton perhaps…hahaha! below would be 11:28 PM, outside the door would be my siblings watching tv. i am here, bound to curl my legs up towards my chin and slogging to finish this prose. what would happen tomorrow. i bet we’d foolishly parade ourselves down the floor with the banal wedding theme day. i can’t wait to work…but if i’d get there, how i wish the auxes were limitless.