The Way This Wheel Keeps Working

My stomach feels weird. I can almost taste it, everything I had earlier. Blended caramel coffee with whipped cream, pizza, pepsi, chicken and of cos the countless sticks. And almost for certainty, the latter's the one that is causing the most amount of discomfort (and health damage) now. Not that the super spicy chicken was any good to stomach.

Smokey filled belly... I'd reckon gas panic to come anytime soon.

Met the good friend again for our weekly meeting. It's good that we're keeping to the promise. I had to see him anyway, for the good stuffs. Crazy cravings...

When you're friends with someone for a certain period of time, you tend to know their characters inside out, understand their body language. So it wasn't difficult for me to realise that good pal was in a sombre mood. Something about his face just wasn't right. His cheeks were sagging... Seemingly. Haha. Body language wasn't good.

His problems are (were) just like mine. It's great to know that someone trully understands how I feel now. Not good for him though. L-O, L-O, L-O, L-O-V-E... Im talking about L.O.V.E! ( I L.O.V.E Ashlee Simpson!) ... Anyway, it sucks when it doesn't work for you. To have it happen to someone you know in a matter of weeks from when it happened you, that is sad and tragic. It is a funny little thing when you think about it. I think Im near sailing while he's entering the rapids... Take it easy friend. We'll meet at the fall.

What Women Want

No man knows. It's a thing every single man wished he had powers over. Understanding these complicated creatures that co-exists and unfortunately something that men ( - gays, no offence) can never live without. Fuck. Why did it (L-O, L-O, L-O, L-O-V-E. Can't help humming the song in my head!) even have to exist in the first place? Why can't we, men and women just live happily as non-committed beings, contented with having each other's company, only in the name of friendship. You have to agree that L-O-V-E (sometimes) ruins relationships, friendships. I add testimony to this.

In good times, women can be the most beautiful thing God ever created. For worse, they're like witches. Ugly evil monsters. Casting spells on men that seem impossible to break... The potion for cure being a strong will of heart and time itself.

All in all perhaps, this is just what life is all about. A balance of things. You win some, you lose some.

I am winning, at work that is. Passed national day duties for once (yipee!). Plus Im real excited over the course Im undertaking. Work has never been this fun! Soon...

And if you never stop when you wave goodbye
You just might find if you give it time
You will wave hello again
You just might wave hello again

p/s: Im curious. Lil Chiquitita, tell me who you are.