all begins with L

I picked up a call one night in mids of a beauty sleep and woke up to this:

“Z, (sings)Unite Cedarians unite, we’ll perservere all the way, make sure…what’s the the next line?!”

“Wtf?!!”

“Yes, what’s the next line and verse???”

“Wait, I’ll find my (ancient) school diary… f*ct I knew I placed it here but I cant find it.”

“School year book also have.”

“Really? Okay here, (and so i appease the both of us) ..(sings) make sure our torch is burning bright, courteous, honest everyday….”

It was 12smthing a.m. and we both knew we had to complete it. She on the other hand, had to choose no better a time.

And for the record, a trip down memory lane~

Unite Cedarians unite
We’ll persevere all the way
Make sure our torch is burning bright
Courteous, honest everyday
Forever loyal ever true,
For Cedar our best we’ll do.

To Cedar Girl’s School we belong
With pride and love let’s sing this song
Let’s unite and together vow
To dedicate our loyalty now.

Smurfs.

Postmortem

The deed is done
Shouldnt have should I
For the peace of mind, it has been thus far.
Why is it that matters seem otherwise on your side.

To choose the path not less travelled by
Foward a plight of respect
Friendship prevails, you said
Gratitude is all there is in mind.

You’ll have yours
I have mine
Say hello, we’re fine.
Gratitude is all there is.

Memories live on
I have mine
Or am I standing on a tilted line.
Say hello, we’re fine

Give a clean kiss
I’ll keep it simple
The card’s been flipped
For the peace of mind.

Say hello, it’s all fine.

I saw this at 7eleven and had my feminism awaken.
What, pink pockey aint good enough for y’all.

Am quite sore that they are coated with bitter chocolate. I love bitter chocolate.
I feel marginalised.

“…I’ve served my time,
I’ve watched you climb.”

To those who saw, felt and affected, my apology and my thank you for even that small a gesture.

I never thought reaching a particular age would be such a mental chore. An evolution of a phase though uninvited, is inevitable.

Engagement. In all its senses and directions.
Commitment, to it all upon an acceptance.
Expectations that transcend one’s willingness to fulfill.

One wedding, two engagements and the many talks of tying knots and breaking hearts.

“We live to deliver.”– Women.

I beg to differ (slightly). A backseat, for now.

The closest to having a new threadmill, except that you dont have to run to get your target heart rate up. Last season sizzles, I heard Shane’s not gonna be the solo limelight-andro anymore. Seems like our baby Jenny might just find her soul(mate) and save her tears and suicidal scars.
And oh Carmen, you know Carmen.

The Heart’s pumping, a few more hours to go…

Narcissistic. But this will be in my wish list for the Big Twenty-One this coming June 8.
If age is just a number, I’m afraid i’ll be a patron of a shop whose clientele boast of fans of Nickelodeon Channel. They’ve got cool stuff yall!

No, they really do.

“…emotional, definitely emotional. Being women, you get physical only when it’s emotional. Right. right? No? ”

It’s just a physical interest, I meant the physical appeal. You said.

Too crude a word in the former, though appeal does eventually lead to the very same desire and intention. And having an instruction menu splashed right across the board, does not make a guiltfree mind.

p.s. thanks to you I have Shane&Carmen’s foreplay scene in mind all day long. I can’t wait for season three!

“And to you, I’d ride along side by side for as long as . . .”

Sorry, for i was two seconds too late. Get well soon dear~