Funny
6:36 AM
This is tiger biscuits talking.
It's so funny how some people go completely missing from your life when you thought they never would. This sudden realization hit me today. Now that I'm back why doesn't this figure seem to make frequent appearances in my day to day existence any longer? For as long as I could remember, opportunities to meet were seized like hot cakes on display at a common bakery. Now. Interests diverge. And thus, like a stale hobby waiting to be replaced, I was replaced by this flash new one. Thing is, I never knew there was an ulterior motive to our friendship. There were expectations? What's even funnier is I don't seem to give a rats ass how this is turning out. Frankly, I have nothing to complain about. My days are still spent in merriment in the company of so many that I consider dear and near. I just find it a tad saddening...
It's also really funny how some people whom you thought you'd never again lay eyes on again after a certain phase of your life could reappear and provide that strange sense of spice... (in sex n the city terms it would be a certain sorta "zsa zsa zsu"). You know. Like the girl who used to sit at the back of the class and eat her hair coz she didn't get enough protein from her food and was severely anorexic, could one day turn out to be your boss. High school. This person. I never spoke to. Can't remember if it was the pride. Or the prejudice? Or perhaps it was just the fact that we sat at two separate ends of space. But after that year. Never would I have imagined. Hmmm. I'm intrigued. To see where this all leads up to. Or if it does. And if I die before I wake, to God I give my soul to take.
Funny. Been laughing a LOT lately. To the point where my cheeks hurt. I wonder. Is it possible to burn calories by laughing? Coz then I wouldn't stop myself when my cheeks begin to hurt. Ah. Jogging tomorrow. Tiger biscuits are addictive. I hate them. I love them.
Funny. How speaking in conundrums is the only way I get to send a message across without REALLY sending one across.
Sleepover tomorrow. I am going to go overboard with my funny bone. Get ready for a night of giggles.
Make me laugh and I'll love you for it.
It's so funny how some people go completely missing from your life when you thought they never would. This sudden realization hit me today. Now that I'm back why doesn't this figure seem to make frequent appearances in my day to day existence any longer? For as long as I could remember, opportunities to meet were seized like hot cakes on display at a common bakery. Now. Interests diverge. And thus, like a stale hobby waiting to be replaced, I was replaced by this flash new one. Thing is, I never knew there was an ulterior motive to our friendship. There were expectations? What's even funnier is I don't seem to give a rats ass how this is turning out. Frankly, I have nothing to complain about. My days are still spent in merriment in the company of so many that I consider dear and near. I just find it a tad saddening...
It's also really funny how some people whom you thought you'd never again lay eyes on again after a certain phase of your life could reappear and provide that strange sense of spice... (in sex n the city terms it would be a certain sorta "zsa zsa zsu"). You know. Like the girl who used to sit at the back of the class and eat her hair coz she didn't get enough protein from her food and was severely anorexic, could one day turn out to be your boss. High school. This person. I never spoke to. Can't remember if it was the pride. Or the prejudice? Or perhaps it was just the fact that we sat at two separate ends of space. But after that year. Never would I have imagined. Hmmm. I'm intrigued. To see where this all leads up to. Or if it does. And if I die before I wake, to God I give my soul to take.
Funny. Been laughing a LOT lately. To the point where my cheeks hurt. I wonder. Is it possible to burn calories by laughing? Coz then I wouldn't stop myself when my cheeks begin to hurt. Ah. Jogging tomorrow. Tiger biscuits are addictive. I hate them. I love them.
Funny. How speaking in conundrums is the only way I get to send a message across without REALLY sending one across.
Sleepover tomorrow. I am going to go overboard with my funny bone. Get ready for a night of giggles.
Make me laugh and I'll love you for it.
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