In the mood for Kahlua Mudpie
Some cravings of the Author...
Sleep...finally...in a short while, I will finally get some decent sleep, in my own room, on my beloved bed, surrounded by a whiff of pleasant fragrance, with the soft breeze from the window brushing across me. Ah.... sweet bliss... and tomorrow there will just be morning sunrays and me, no sudden jerk on my bed and no shaking me awake and ludicrous series of questions to disturb my slumber.
How nice it would be to celebrate with a serving of Kahlua Mudpie... to help ease the tension building from the past week. The combination of the cool sweetness with a slight hint of bittersweet liquor... *droolz* Ahh... such a tempting image... But I shouldn't... Pants are still tight...heehee. But it will be nice, to accompany some reminiscing...
Aww... it's past midnight, a friend's birthday just passed. A friend who used to be quite a prominent part of my everyday life. Now there isn't just enough incentive to make the effort to go over to celebrate. So many things have changed since the good old days. A birthday used to be important, having crushes used to be exciting, and some movies can be extremely memorable. But all those seem to be so trivial these days, part of growing older I guess.
Listening to the song Jera by Agnes Monica. So tragic and depressing... *switch to Rocker Juga Manusia* Ahh... much better *rockz* Hoping to sleep after this, but laundry's still not done yet.
*1 hour later*
Hmm... I'm still up for whatever stupid reasons... like phone calls, msn, and drying the laundry...
Sleep... need to sleep... feeling so deprived again...
zzzz
