I do not know how to say this IF there is a day that I decided to say it...
But I am sure this secret might just die with me…
It cannot be said, it will be a sin, well almost if you are not Hedonistic…
I will just keep mum and cross my heart, never ever to tell anyone about this…
I hope I can contain my heart, my emotions, my being, my everything and fight the urge to pursue what my heart yearns with all my being…because the very act of making it know will crash my world immediately…
May it die with me…
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
May it die with me...
I do not know how to say this IF there is a day that I decided to say it...
But I am sure this secret might just die with me…
It cannot be said, it will be a sin, well almost if you are not Hedonistic…
I will just keep mum and cross my heart, never ever to tell anyone about this…
I hope I can contain my heart, my emotions, my being, my everything and fight the urge to pursue what my heart yearns with all my being…because the very act of making it know will crash my world immediately…
May it die with me…
But I am sure this secret might just die with me…
It cannot be said, it will be a sin, well almost if you are not Hedonistic…
I will just keep mum and cross my heart, never ever to tell anyone about this…
I hope I can contain my heart, my emotions, my being, my everything and fight the urge to pursue what my heart yearns with all my being…because the very act of making it know will crash my world immediately…
May it die with me…
She went out cold...
7.15am – Her alarm went off…she reached for her clock and hit the snooze button…
7.25am – Alarm went off again, she sighed and turned over...ignoring the warning of her clock…
7.45am – She gasped and bolted out off her room and tried to get her make-up, hair and attire pull together in under 15mins
8.20am – She gulped down her coffee and cereal and rushed to catch her morning train, walking speedily on her 3-inch heels, trying to steady herself over the uneven ground while avoiding the traffic.
9.01am – She made it in time, wiping off her perspiration and the Make-up as she sat down on at her desk, waiting for her emails to be downloaded
10.15 am – Emails cleared for the morning and she suppressed her growling stomach, calling out for lunch...
12noon – Heels clucked down the stairs, making their way to another day of gossips and lamenting…
2pm – type, type, and type….went her fingers…
6.20pm – Realization that her day has went back in the midst of emails & phone calls and she stared blankly at the choice of “Restart, Log off & Shut Down”…..
She went out cold….
7.25am – Alarm went off again, she sighed and turned over...ignoring the warning of her clock…
7.45am – She gasped and bolted out off her room and tried to get her make-up, hair and attire pull together in under 15mins
8.20am – She gulped down her coffee and cereal and rushed to catch her morning train, walking speedily on her 3-inch heels, trying to steady herself over the uneven ground while avoiding the traffic.
9.01am – She made it in time, wiping off her perspiration and the Make-up as she sat down on at her desk, waiting for her emails to be downloaded
10.15 am – Emails cleared for the morning and she suppressed her growling stomach, calling out for lunch...
12noon – Heels clucked down the stairs, making their way to another day of gossips and lamenting…
2pm – type, type, and type….went her fingers…
6.20pm – Realization that her day has went back in the midst of emails & phone calls and she stared blankly at the choice of “Restart, Log off & Shut Down”…..
She went out cold….
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