random thoughts:
it's past midnight. sheena is probably still at wisma and a part of me wants to be there too, as much as i hate jostling with crowds.
i miss the adrenaline from purposeful shopping.
my aesthetic faculties are insatiable.
i seem to enjoy being difficult.
little india is scary. imagine india itself.
intense eyes make me want to drown into them.
drivers probably hate me because i am such a walking hazard.
euphie seems to be in the dungeon again.
some people never seem to understand rejection.
i shall be flattered by unwanted attention only because thong says it induces a superiority complex in him.
a hard kick in the groin will probably teach the testerones some manners.
lingerie is the ultimate retail therapy.
bumping into juniors and catching up with them only remind me of how old i am in contrast. and now i'm another day older from just now too.
because sleep cycle is screwed up so meal-times are haywire. whichever works.
when im tired, im a disaster. thank you thong for taking care of me.
the still of the night seems really inviting, more so than the bed.
- sheena
