met up with sis at Lot1's NTUC before me & dear head home. we shopped for some biscuits for sis' patients at Woodbridge Hospital (no offence, but i have the urge to giggle; HEEEEHH) for her attachment. so we did some grocery shopping.. & bought 2 red plastic bags for mom, cos she needs them for the pineapple tarts which she'll be giving to her colleagues tmr for CNY. pineapple tarts are not my fave, but the tarts that mom ordered are very nice. oh how i wish she wouldn't have to give them away. :( so after all that we
i slept when everyone else in my family were getting ready for work this morning. slept at 5.30am. i was a bit sleepy then but i forced myself not to sleep just yet. not sure why, but i did pissed my dear off while we were on the phone earlier. ><" so anyway, i turned my table-lamp on cos i decided to doodle some shits. & while i was busy doodling & the unpleasant phone chat i had with dear earlier rushed over & through my head, i thought i heard a baby crying. i was like wtf, it was already almost 2 in the morning. so i tried to listen carefully, & realised it was a cat 'wailing' or something. it was creepy. cos the louder it got, the more it sounded like a kid/baby crying. yeeps. fucking creepy, i tell you. even im having goosebumps right now, just thinking about it. i think i freaked out a little, cos i immediately turned off the light & covered myself with my powerpuff girls (!!) blanket up to my chin. when the wailing stopped, i turned the light back on & continued doodling. & yeah, here's some shit i wrote as well.
I see you to the door
As I tailed you, crawling for
The bittersweet love of you & me
Oh how amazing it is
That we were laughing just last night
But cutting each other's throats
With a smile... now
Will you hold on?
As much as we stabbed each others hearts
& said sorry
I still love you
Forever won't be enough
To bury all my sins
And apologies are wearing out, baby
You once held me proud
Like that torch of The Liberty
I hope you still do
Cos I am, I am too
These tears are weighing me down
But it's your heart that I'm ripping out
My heart that I've given
Could be the replacement
But maybe it wasn't good enough
Well it never was, to start of with
I killed you pretty
Our murder scene has a happy ending
But in case we have to take our own route
You'll be my BEST memory
Eventhough I know you'll forget me
But above all, you're my favourite
LOVE-HATE TRAGEDY.♥
goodnight kids.
Chiodos
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