Superman’s Krypto
Joyce’s Steven
I got Steven for my 11th Birthday
He’s an English Cocker Spaniel, obviously
His real name is Bucklandle Walwyn Prewitt
But he looked like a Steven to me so that’s what i called him
When i was 14, i calculated that he would probably only pass away when i’m 22
At that time, i sighed with relief thinking
“Thank god, that’s years and years away!”
It suddenly hit me that i’m 22 this year
And i remembered that thought i had years ago…
Where did all that time go?!
Now i’m afraid
It doesn’t hit me that hard cos he looks young for his age
Okay dowan to talk about it anymore
I played Scrabble again just now
We’re getting so addicted
Tarry has resorted to carrying the game around and bugging us to play
Kinda like a little kid hee hee
I was so tired, i spelt ‘egg’ wrong
How wrong can you go spelling a three-letter word like that?!
I put down the letters E-E-G
Ashley: What’s that…? *stares at board*
Tarry and Sharini cock their heads as well
I squint at it upside-down
We laughed SO much upon realising what it was
We laughed more at Tarry’s funniness but i’ll leave that for others to tell…
omg
Talk about ultimate failure
0_o
Eeg.
Sigh.
Have you ever…
Met someone and felt like you’ve known them from a previous life and had the good fortune of bumping into them again?
I have
Let me tell you about one
This was sometime in December last year
I was working for a Dunhill event in KL Tower
It paid extremely well and all i did was
Greet guests, socialise and drink
Urm though after awhile i was told to stop
But anyway
stop talking bout alcohol Joyce concentrate
Back to the story
What happened was this strange feeling that i knew someone there
Though in all honesty, i’ve never even had a proper conversation with him before
Whenever i’m emo angry upset happy drunk whatever
I write
Most of it is saved on my pc and rarely on my blog
Some are scribbled on pieces of paper
Others written down neatly in a notebook
So that night i wrote this:
So very strange and out of place
For me to barely know you
Yet feel your presence around
Somehow
I don’t know you
I don’t know you
But why do I feel an
Invisible
String
Pulling
My sight
& sense
to your direction?
I don’t know you!
I don’t know you!
Yet I just know everytime
You’re somewhere around
Cos I turn
And there you are
And you know what’s the cool thing?
I actally see this person on a regular basis now
We get along grandly
He says I always seem to call at the freakiest perfect time
When they’re talking about me
Or when they just arrived back from holiday in the airport
Or when he’s just about to call as well
: : edit : :
Okay.
Why is everyone getting the *wrong* impression bout this post?!
This doesn’t definitely mean i like him in a sexual way!
Is it not possible to connect with another person of the opposite sex on a friendly plane?
Bah.
