Friday, February 8, 2013
chili on the fishball
Look at these post-its. Stare at them. Stare hard.
This is all the academic work I have for the weekend. Which is a lot. I'm gonna have to spend over 4 hours just watching the videos for Sociology why do you do this to us Lee why.
But it's okay I'm ready to do all this I'm excited to get started I can't wait to jump right in
if only you would leave my head.
It's like eating fishball noodles and choking on a fishball; I have to spit the fishball out before I get asphyxiated and as I'm hacking and coughing trying to get the fishball I'm cursing and swearing in my head "What the fuck what the fuck why the fuck did I put chili on this fishball cough cough somebody help" but it doesn't negate the fact that I wanted to eat the fishball......
Does this make sense to anyone? No? Good. It's not supposed to. It's supposed to be CRYPTIC. /dances around tauntingly
Recently, something that I had been trying to forget has come back to me. The past month I was really happy, because I thought I had finally been able to rid myself of these weights that hold me down. I felt emancipated somehow, free to do anything I wanted. I was so, so happy.
But it turns out I didn't really escape from these weights at all, I only imagined I did.
Now I'm sucked back in, in too deep, and I'm not even sure if I want to get out anymore
Sorry for the weird fishball analogy. ~Eloquence~ and ~style~ is something I desperately need in my writing. But until I acquire them, I shall remain as thus: an ahlian who really thinks she isn't an ahlian at all... No wait who am I kidding I am totally not an ahlian pffft! /waves hand condescendingly
I do not want to be vulnerable.
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