Wednesday, August 15, 2007
grouse II
I'm starting to live, breathe, eat, sleep, drink OT. In the shower, when i start lathering with the bath foam, i would automatically do fifteen counts for every body part that i slather with the bath foam. When i'm putting on clothes, i'd take absolute care to not let them touch the walls or cupboard or anyone else. When i wash the dishes, and i happened to have some kitchen knives among the load, i'd start looking for a sharps box to discard the sharp items. This won't do... i'm going loonie.
I owe several people replies to their text messages, and meetups, and a harddisk. I owe the Library several books and fines. I owe my body essential nutrients - have been fasting and haven't been eating like a normal human being. I owe myself many hours of rest and sleep. I owe my department checklist several signatures from my preceptor. Can't anybody write them all off?
You know, in every show there's the protagonist. And then there's the antagonist. Sometimes you call her: The Bitch. In my drama, we have her. The one with an intelligence quotient far above average and emotional intelligence far below average. The kind of character you think only exists on the telly. Til today, i still believe she's part human, part goondu. With no sense of respect for anyone at all and if you think she pays her dues to the elders or those with higher designations like a N u r s i n g M a n a g e r, you're already fooled. Because Little Miss Impossible is nothing but a rotten spoilt brat.
It's amazing how she gets the important people to be fond of her, and people who don't have anything significant to offer her, gets the dirty treatment. Oh, how she steps all over our heads and stabs us sweetly in the back. And when people that matter are present, the veil drops over her face and voila! You see the People's Lady, the favourite pet, the gifted one, the chosen one,the sheep identified to be on the slaughter table.
What she did exactly would be shared with you on another day. An ultimate disgrace to humankind, for sure. Good night for now.
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fara // 21:10
grouse II
I'm starting to live, breathe, eat, sleep, drink OT. In the shower, when i start lathering with the bath foam, i would automatically do fifteen counts for every body part that i slather with the bath foam. When i'm putting on clothes, i'd take absolute care to not let them touch the walls or cupboard or anyone else. When i wash the dishes, and i happened to have some kitchen knives among the load, i'd start looking for a sharps box to discard the sharp items. This won't do... i'm going loonie.
I owe several people replies to their text messages, and meetups, and a harddisk. I owe the Library several books and fines. I owe my body essential nutrients - have been fasting and haven't been eating like a normal human being. I owe myself many hours of rest and sleep. I owe my department checklist several signatures from my preceptor. Can't anybody write them all off?
You know, in every show there's the protagonist. And then there's the antagonist. Sometimes you call her: The Bitch. In my drama, we have her. The one with an intelligence quotient far above average and emotional intelligence far below average. The kind of character you think only exists on the telly. Til today, i still believe she's part human, part goondu. With no sense of respect for anyone at all and if you think she pays her dues to the elders or those with higher designations like a N u r s i n g M a n a g e r, you're already fooled. Because Little Miss Impossible is nothing but a rotten spoilt brat.
It's amazing how she gets the important people to be fond of her, and people who don't have anything significant to offer her, gets the dirty treatment. Oh, how she steps all over our heads and stabs us sweetly in the back. And when people that matter are present, the veil drops over her face and voila! You see the People's Lady, the favourite pet, the gifted one, the chosen one,
What she did exactly would be shared with you on another day. An ultimate disgrace to humankind, for sure. Good night for now.
fara // 21:10
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