Good-by July

While I am typing all those line, the cat is sleeping, Er. is doing her EoM, B2 and Linh and Ca. - they all - are eating breakfast. The sun is slowly rising, after I have complained to Mel. that the morning appeared to be so gloomy.

Dont feel like doing anything. But there is GP assignment to be handed in by tomorrow. Maybe I just fall sick, I'm not very fine right now anyway.

Cannot believe that it has come so near to the end of July. KL was talking something very depressing yesterday. She has not onlined again since then. Hope that she is fine. Hope that she will not die that soon. July. Just a month ago, I was still at home. Every now and then could easily hoop onto my bike and ride around town. Every now and then...

[one should feel guilty for being so nostagic?]

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Went out with Zj on Friday. She tighted her hair up, like she usually did during all those years in Xinmin. So, I said, "I like you better with your hair like this." Then, she smiled. And I do like her better when she smiles. Cười.

We had sushi and Umeshu. They go together very nicely. Zj talked about her problems, as usual. Come to think about it, it never goes like, "I talk about my probs." Most of the time, the others will say first. And they usually keep going on, without bothering about me. However, apart from problems at work, which would I be more eager to share? Not that I am reluctant to tell my stories. I find it hard then, to touch the healing wound again, to stir the seemingly sleeping memories, again... So, I talked to Zj. And we went to buy perfume for her. It was a tiring journey, yet enjoyable. A Lancôme was bought, lovable smell. Mum always love it. I miss her, a lot.

A lot.

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Nocturnal Rain

It rained once in the morning, hard and cold. The afternoon heat created another conventional rain in the late evening. My shoes got wet. My hair got wet as well.

Walking in the rain... actually feels good. Smile.

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The PW investigation turned out not to be a very successful one but remarkable - for climbing over the fence, getting caught by the beyond-words security guard and being teased by Moses - at least in my own opinion then. Not so sure about the rest.

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I shall bring Nargis in tonight. It has been getting colder and colder outside.
Jo has not come back since Friday. Hope that she enjoys herself, and of course, you too, Jane.

Feel like writing in Vietnamese again. English does no good but makes my thoughts become more abstract. Sigh.

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Tired. Talked harsh to Mom, now is in great guilty.
Vexed by some stupid people whom I really wanna kick their asses.

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Demand no more
Suffer still
Sh*t!

A post-examed saturday

Doing GP assignment right now, and allowing myself to be distracted. Laugh.
All the argumenttative articles seem so dry and uncapable of being interesting even a bit [and i think i ought to get rid of this style of writing in order to put a small hope for my 'B' in GP. sucks man!]

I miss Geogre Orwell all the while chewing all those dull writing. However, it is not me of two years ago now. Nowadays, I do not really have time to go after such craze [ever again?] And so, I put Orwell aside, try to forget Kafka and hide Hardy at the bottom of my heart. All the men I love like hell, gosh!

Come back to GP assignment, am on Pakistan's flawed media...