I threw another tantrum because my brother ate the last two pieces of the handmade pau my mum made. (Tantrums for pretty much anything actually - brat.) & didn't practise on the guitar because I just wasn't feeling it. 4 days and I shouldn't be giving up. Maybe tomorrow. But really, am losing it. And, waiting for something to happen even though I know it wouldn't. Go ahead, knock yourself on the wall, you silly fool.
I've really wondered what life would be life when I'm 25/30 (or older). Yeah yeah. I heard about 2012. It scares me but still, I know and believe that fate is in His hands. So whatever happens, it'll happen. I can still dream can't I?♫ You Don't See Me.
I'm speechless and faded
It's too complicated
Is this how the book ends,
Nothing but good friends?
(1) Be happily (or not) married to a man. Probably a hot, to-die-for beau who happens to be a rockstar and have the sexiest voice alive. What are the odds of that. Bear 2 (or 3, or 10), cute as a button, children. Because hubby is insanely gorgeous. Get fat and have ugly stretch marks on my tummy. Then, divorce because I found pictures of him making out with his groupies in the tabloids.
Searched 'beau' and it means: a frequent and attentive male companion.
(2) Get employed into a company with a full-time contract. What career? I wouldn't know. Anything that can get me places. Advertising, psychologist or whatever actually. I remembered wanting to be a cognitive psychologist but honestly, not after taking Perception&Cognition. Who knows? & probably have a really huge condo with a walk-in closet. I even an idea of how the interior of the house is going to be like. Monochrome and mod. Maybe a little pop art here and there. But overall, simple and fuss-free. Did I mention the kickass walk-in closet? The house may seem dull, BUT not the closet. There will be a million shoes and clothes and bags. Watch Privileged. I want my bedroom to be like that. They have shoes on display. I wish!
(3) Spinster for life. Or a vegetable. Of course, without keeping 50 cats, and rabbits, and hamsters, and cockroaches, and god knows what other animals I'll be keeping. I'll probably be reading and re-reading over archives of my past blogs. & regretting on things I wish I had done but never did. And, surfing on facebook (or they might have another social platform in the near future). Yeah, cursing at the fact that everyone else have such an awesome life but not me.
(4) Or, I'll just die a secondhand smoker. Cause dad smokes the shit out of those cigarettes every day.
What are the odds of any of these happening?
Beautiful people, leave some scraps of joy for me won't you. Cause I'm a vagabond and I don't mind your sloppy seconds.
