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I'm no one wife.. yeah.. but I love my life

Just a lyric from Chicago the musical. I just simply loved it when Catherine Zeta Jones belted out that song.

Not that it got anything to do with my life. But it is kinda like a feministic kinda film right? Meaning the girls are all singing about how scummy men are, yet the men are even more calculating than the women. Everybody is horrible.. I love it.

Deep down I am horrible horrible selfish person. Because I keep on hurting the person who loves me, and the person I love ( Different people pls note =p ). It must have been the scorpio in me to lash out when I am in hiding. I meant.. well.. it is pretty clear right. No. It is not clear. Of course I am mad. It is always me. Me Me Me. I have to keep on contacting. I have to be genial understanding. Understandably I am mad, furious yet deeply repentant. Don't you guys have this feeling. Lashing out.. screaming that of course I am angry.. so angry I want to hit you.. yet asking for forgiveness.. trying to be everything that you want me to be. Now... isnt that simple enough?

Ah.. sweet simple life. The things that you want is always much harder to get, but you just get what comes in your way.

Erm.. this is depressing. Why should I depress myself. I meant I kinda got this foreboding that another person is going into the sunset with another person so why shouldnt I get into a nice simple none problematic car and drove into the sunset too right? Even if my heart died a little when I heard his name or when I heard or uttered his name. If only those who are wary enough could see the slight note changes in my voice and the little sparkle in my eyes when I say his name. But human sense are of course just limited to 5. We can't comprehend all of this. Perhaps cat can. Herm.. maybe thats why cat likes me.?

Oh to answer you question Taqi. Dial up sux. Broadband sux even more. I got a lil problem in connecting streamyx. I am just short to burning down the TM Point in Ampang for being so incompetent. For me to publish this particular pointless post would probably cost me about 10 to 15 mins. But well.. I just have to take the trouble.. since my heart just died a little.

Comments

Taqiyuddin said…
is 'jailhouse tango' from chicago the musical?
Taqiyuddin said…
ahhh... finally, a post.
Dils said…
no lah.. its "all that jazz", right after the film start.

hehe.. finally heh.. ntah zmn bile plaks i will post another one lak. But hope soon.. kut.. =p
dueng said…
dila, i can see the complication here (isn't it?).

btw, you're going to your new workplace supposingly next week rite? i think the internet at your new office will be better than your home. well, even tons of work is on your way...but with excellent management of time, i can assure you can take some of your time to write new entry. hehehe.
Dils said…
hihu.. hope so ade lah..
not all company is as accomodating.
(is that right?)
My spelling is atrocious now

Nuffnang

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