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Brain damage due to glue??

December 20, 2007 by thejessicat

When would you actually think that you will reach the point of turning senile? Alright, here’s the dirt: I was just taking my time on my cosy bed to paint my nails in a different colour this week. And dad was busy re-affixing the loosened parquet rectangles that came out. So yeah, as I was minding my own business an he obviously minding his, I heard this coming out from his mouth. I swear!

“Good that I discovered you!”

uh-huh. What was that?? Alright, I dismissed it. Perhaps he was just talking on the phone. The next thing was….

“Good boy. Thank you for staying there”

Uhmm. Huh? Wuhh? Gawd. I certainly hope I was hearing things. Whatever. I peered across the room and this was what I saw:

This cannot be true. My father cannot be talking to himself. No wait, talking to the parquet floor. I did not just witness nor hear that. NO . FUCKING . WAY.
He then kept asking me to search for other spots where the parquet tiles could be loose. Like I would know?
I would not crawl all over the floor like a bloodhound sniffing out loose parquet tiles for you (nor anyone else) thank you very much.

Alright, back to painting my nails.
And suddenly, after 15 minutes or so…

“See? I saved at least a hundred dollars putting you all back together!”
” Don’t come out again, ok?”

That’s it. Pretty freaky – I’m outta here!

I hope it was the glue, not him.

My theory? Parquet glue makes a person lose his/her senses. *grins*

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Emo strikes

December 20, 2007 by thejessicat

Just a random thought. You know what’s strange? Perfection can sometimes be overrated. It ain’t easy for anyone to reach the peak of a picture-perfect world in fact.

Everytime you see an almost perfect person, there’s always something you don’t know about him/her.

Yesterday, I acknowledged one of my flaws. While I was just resting on Benj’s bed I was observing what he was doing – I watched him unpack his luggage one by one. He kept everything in order and placed everything back in organization. That is something I won’t find enthusiasm in doing.

Why? you ask

I was never exactly an organized person as far as I can remember. Well, sometimes the bug will come and bite me when I least expect it and I would then transform into a neat freak. Soon, it’ll all come back to the usual. It’s not that I refuse to be a tidy person – each time I see the messiness in my room, wardrobe and desk, I would groan a silent grumble and sigh to myself. If I could re-organize, clear everything and put everything back in order, I would.

I just don’t know where to start!!

Look, my luggage is still where I last left it. Sitting there, looking pretty – doing absolutely nothing.
What on earth is wrong with me? There is a will, but the motor muscles in my hands just refuse to budge.

And my wardrobe? *sigh* Need some help – lots of it.

I’m just not good enough.
Someone give me a hand, I would better myself. I want to.

Stay an arms length away from me. I’m emo.
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