My name is Silky.
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
10:36 PM - Icecream Man.

I feel like screaming.

I am supposed to be under my blanket, on the cosy bed, probably drooling over some popstar. But that fucking ice-cream man spoiled it all.

My head hurts like hell, as if smashing it against the wall was the only way to stop the pain. But after second thoughts, I decide against it because I reckoned my mother would rather choose to spend a few thousands to repair the wall than spending a few hundreds to let the doctors do some sewing work on my head.

Ice-cream man are dumb. They really are. Apparently, they thought that the more the ring the bell, there will be more customers flocking over to buy their stupid ice-cream. Oh well, at least that dumbo across the street think this way. Like so moronic can?

I feel like confronting him leh. But I am so lazy to change into something more presentable. Besides, I really cant summon anymore energy after a 9 hrs of ktv. I am beat. He is damn lucky.

***

Yesterday, Mummy went mad. She gave me 100 bucks and asked me to buy anything I need. So, I was walking around the mall, trying to find sth I want need. Shops after shops I passed by, there was nothing. I begin to feel restless.

Suddenly, something hits me.(not literally though) I realised that sth walks pass me. I looked around and found out that there are plenty of this 'sth'. Its all around me. I felt so significant, because I wasnt one of them.

dun bother to guess, u will neva get it.

COUPLES.

They are everywhere. And I immediately knew that what I want need can never be bought by a mere 100 bucks.

I nid someone to show me to how is it like to have my heart slamming against my ribcage again. I nid someone to show me how is it like to breathe with excitement. I nid someone to show me how is it like to be blushing. I nid someone to hold my hand no matter how sweaty my palm has become and never let go. I nid someone to tell me that I am the prettiest living creature on this planet.

Shit, my biology clock is kicking again.

*sigh.

I cant believe I've survived till this bit. I cant believe that ice-cream man is still ringing that bloody bell.

I hope my head gets better. I hope someone tells me he is dead by the morning.