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still very much alive..
just very busy.
To us mortals, its thunder, lightning and rain. Actually, truth is, up there, they are at it again, spring-cleaning.
Thunder: Moving the monstrous heavy wardrobes but accidentally topple them down the stairs, hence, explain the crashing booming sound of thunder. (Dunch worry, the lower dark clouds will catch their wardrobes, and no, you won't get free clothes.)
Lightning: They didn't invest in good lightbulbs like Philips, therefore get flickering lights whenever someone sneezes. (They are real angry they have no Philips, so, hide, their lights can strike and kill.)
Rain: Either they are doing a real kind deed to water our plants and flowers, or someone naughty thinks its really funny to pee on us. (Come on, take your best aim, I've got brolly.)
So the next time it rains, sure, roll your eyes and groan, their homes are way cleaner than yours anyway.
lately, they've been doing a rather critical overhaul.
this is the time for my clean-out showdown.
my mind just wandered to the mythical immortals and swashbuckling Hercules, soon after i thought of that analogy that was seriously not sculpted to chide God.
Greek people are fascinating.
how i wish i was Megara or even Deianira.
wahas.
i dun have the least bit idea how maths led me to the Greeks.
ohmigoodness..sometimes i wish i could just work some magic and vanish from this outermost crust of the Earth.
i wouldnt have to care about A levels, about the major turning point in my life and about almost everything else.
i feel like im a rubber band that's about to snap once it is stretched beyond what it can take.
Everyone needs closure, but not everyone can afford to give it.
Its a selfish act.
But cut me some slack.
I wish I knew how to stop breathing... and caring and worrying.
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still very much alive..
just very busy.
To us mortals, its thunder, lightning and rain. Actually, truth is, up there, they are at it again, spring-cleaning.
Thunder: Moving the monstrous heavy wardrobes but accidentally topple them down the stairs, hence, explain the crashing booming sound of thunder. (Dunch worry, the lower dark clouds will catch their wardrobes, and no, you won't get free clothes.)
Lightning: They didn't invest in good lightbulbs like Philips, therefore get flickering lights whenever someone sneezes. (They are real angry they have no Philips, so, hide, their lights can strike and kill.)
Rain: Either they are doing a real kind deed to water our plants and flowers, or someone naughty thinks its really funny to pee on us. (Come on, take your best aim, I've got brolly.)
So the next time it rains, sure, roll your eyes and groan, their homes are way cleaner than yours anyway.
lately, they've been doing a rather critical overhaul.
this is the time for my clean-out showdown.
my mind just wandered to the mythical immortals and swashbuckling Hercules, soon after i thought of that analogy that was seriously not sculpted to chide God.
Greek people are fascinating.
how i wish i was Megara or even Deianira.
wahas.
i dun have the least bit idea how maths led me to the Greeks.
ohmigoodness..sometimes i wish i could just work some magic and vanish from this outermost crust of the Earth.
i wouldnt have to care about A levels, about the major turning point in my life and about almost everything else.
i feel like im a rubber band that's about to snap once it is stretched beyond what it can take.
Everyone needs closure, but not everyone can afford to give it.
Its a selfish act.
But cut me some slack.
I wish I knew how to stop breathing... and caring and worrying.
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