Rattling off the chains of control
Nabei cheebye.
I should have just agreed to attend that french ballet performance tonight instead of waiting around the office, only to realise that someone screwed something up somewhere.
What a fucking bad way to start a weekend.
I am really pissed man and this frustration has been accumulative.
To the point where I know my vessels have contracted, blood is not flowing through and I am having a terrible headache.
Yet, knowing Old boy who probably wouldn’t have enough energy to go for the treetop walk tomorrow morning, I think I’m better off running around the estate to release the anger and frustration.
Or a walk on the beach.
Sigh, it’s so hard to be positive in the light of so much negativity.
Sometimes i wish i could just follow Mama’s advice of putting a pail on top of my head and scream my lungs out but yeah, i know.
I refuse to look so stupid.
Pail on head?? Urm… yah, i think you better give that a skip. =p
Comment by shell — October 12, 2007 @ 2:16 pm
Pail in the head? Why not try an everlasting hearing ears and warmth embrace of your friend? =D
Need me? It’s just a phone call away. LOL! I sounded like an advertisment… Love you sweety! *HUGS*
Comment by sinsing — October 12, 2007 @ 7:11 pm
beach walking is good. although i know it may sound intrusive, but its been damn long since we have a nice chat!
*hint hint*
I’d obliged if you asked. haha
Comment by dingo — October 15, 2007 @ 10:23 pm