The wind, the week, and the bump on my head
I can feel the holiday breeze, Christmas is just a few days away…im here now alone in my apartment, doing nothing and don’t want to do anything really, I just want to stay like this for a few more hours cuz its back to work again tomorrow…I used to love the breeze of ber months, lovely wisps of wind that send me memories, now its just a hollow tune in my skin asking for me to breakdown into pieces…
My best friend just left to marry off in the states few days ago, I didn’t think much of it but now im feeling the fact that im being left behind, everyone around me is getting married and having some shitty love affair off coast, what am I suppose to feel about that…when your busy with stuff to do you don’t think much of the life that pass you by, now that im idle and spending holidays again I feel sick to my stomach that there’s no one there to spend it with… I just came back from Hong Kong two weeks ago, I had my hotel room for my self its such a sad feeling traveling alone and spending the nights alone in an old hotel room smelling of old things, smelling of fucked up memories of all the people who spent their times there…I walked the streets of Kowloon alone shopping and just wandering around without any particular destination to go to…It was a bit cold there now, and its sad to think that I couldn’t think of anybody to spend the days with, it’s not like there aren’t people I could ask, there aren’t any ‘I like’ who’s available to go with…it was interesting blending with the background though, it was interesting traveling alone, I pay more attention to things and details, and I loved dressing up like one of those Chinese yuppies, if I had more courage I would have gone to a lesbian bar alone and just see what happens with it, but was so scared to get drunk and end up in a dump somewhere.
Anyway, I enjoyed this weeks holiday, 
met with most of my friends and stayed out for how many days and danced til I couldn’t feel a thing…my friend was telling me how come I don’t want to stay at home and just rest…
cuz resting just makes me feel restless! my work is still piled up and since its vacation I wanted to enjoy my time and finish it to the fullest…and again I filled it up to the brim. It’s funny, I’m coming to work tomorrow, with a bump on my head, aching muscles, wounds on my elbow and a burn on my arm…I’m still smiling…☺ 
I’m nursing my head from bumping it on the couch the other night, got so tired from jumping around so I plumped myself on the couch of the bar, I didn’t know there was a coffee table there, i had an extra head in an instant, the bump scared the hell out of my friends, funny though I was still laughing, gez nothing could ruin that night cuz i was just happy about this certain Lolita… 
such an eye candy…well see what happens with that…it could just be another one of those pages I turn everyday and forget the next day…I’ll come to my senses soon enough…anyway my entire body feels like its all swollen from dancing and grinding for how many consecutive nights, the burns I got earlier from the stove and my elbow wounds from pounding too much on the resto table last night.
Sigh…o well, gez I’ll be my friends Barney (‘How I Met Your Mother) for now til I find some some…
