Salary adjustment- thats what I end up doing when I reach home. Mom had me draft the letter for her company last night.
There goes my revision.
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Walking home
I'm glad I live on the surface and not like people in district 13 - making living underground. I like living on the surface because I look up and finds a rich midnight purple blanket, sprinkled by stars.
You know the theory that god is man's projection of himself? Do you think it is like how we see shapes in clouds and made up constellations like Scorpio?
Think I will sleep early today. Maybe when I reach home, at 12am.
You know the theory that god is man's projection of himself? Do you think it is like how we see shapes in clouds and made up constellations like Scorpio?
Think I will sleep early today. Maybe when I reach home, at 12am.
Bedtime thoughts
Stares blankly, not sure what to write. Half formed thoughts floating about my head.
Finished the Hunger Games Trilogy and felt that I should re-read again bec there seem to be many hidden messages and perspective or am I thinking too much.
In a climate where people are discussing about the innocences (or lack of) of a girl who sleeps around, public systems seem to be still struggling to serve the tax payers, safety of taking soft drugs and the Olympics 100 days away.. I find myself oscillating between the lows and highs of my life. And sometimes detached and looking on as if its someone else's life.
Not sure if i am making sense... Eyes closing, sandman beckons.
Finished the Hunger Games Trilogy and felt that I should re-read again bec there seem to be many hidden messages and perspective or am I thinking too much.
In a climate where people are discussing about the innocences (or lack of) of a girl who sleeps around, public systems seem to be still struggling to serve the tax payers, safety of taking soft drugs and the Olympics 100 days away.. I find myself oscillating between the lows and highs of my life. And sometimes detached and looking on as if its someone else's life.
Not sure if i am making sense... Eyes closing, sandman beckons.
Friday, April 13, 2012
More on stars
Accompanied by stars when I make my way home. They are a gentle reminder that I am never alone when I needed reassurance. And man do I need reassurance some days.
Sometimes by moonlight, sometimes by starlight... And one day by tea-lights I will find the path to you...
Just let me lay down and gaze into the night field of stars. That will be something I will keep forever.
Sometimes by moonlight, sometimes by starlight... And one day by tea-lights I will find the path to you...
Just let me lay down and gaze into the night field of stars. That will be something I will keep forever.
Guilty and upset too.
Made my maid cry because I was chatting in bed with a friend. At first, as she was smsing and talking on the phone I thought she received some dire news and was really concern so I ask her wat is wrong, but it is actually because I was disturbing her sleep.
I feel a little guilty... A little only bec she wakes up only slightly before me. And on average she sleeps longer than me because she is in bed at 10. While sometimes I only leave office by then.
And of cos, my mind balked at the idea that I have to leave my room for a conversation. I can't talk during work and it's only after hours that I can catch up with my friends when they call, of cos I will pick up even if I am preparing to sleep.
Am I too inconsiderate?
I feel a little guilty... A little only bec she wakes up only slightly before me. And on average she sleeps longer than me because she is in bed at 10. While sometimes I only leave office by then.
And of cos, my mind balked at the idea that I have to leave my room for a conversation. I can't talk during work and it's only after hours that I can catch up with my friends when they call, of cos I will pick up even if I am preparing to sleep.
Am I too inconsiderate?
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