Friday, May 13, 2005

:: Lau Bu ::

"...you know i just can't stand his.... idiosyncrasies. "

I thought on that for awhile - letting it sink with full effect, and then proceeded to distract myself with what went on in my surroundings as the car went down marymount at 80kmph.

Throughout the mention of all the credit cards, shared bank accounts and mention of cheques used for petty amounts of hundreds - i did notice a tinge of affection from the words used and even from the way she went 'tsk'.

From that i realized that not all was bad. I managed a frail form of smile - but genuine nonetheless. I wonder what she was thinking of at the very moment we drove past the new RJC campus.

I looked down to where my hands were, and at the moment my hands came into view - i saw the finger cut that i never really paid attention to - Sha.

..."Healing of self and others".

Everything else afterwards served as small talk and whatever i came across stood in the way as distractions - but upon reaching my room i found a hundred dollar note slipped underneath the keyboard. Why? A bonus. For what? Because i am a son.

I love you mummy.

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spoken. at 4:33 PM



"Point your gun in another direction — now that you've cried yourself to sleep."