Today was like a 'hard candy w a surprise center', somehow cause everything from th start of th day seemed so bullshit &unpromising that it even leaves us in fatigue for having a glimpse of our timetable.
But have you ever had like uhmm a lucky charm of some sort where you intentionally wear on a day where you expect everything to be dire, so that in the end, by putting no prompt effort, you'd trust it to work its magic against this world so full of wrong?
Hmm maybe not just an average charm, how abt a lucky underwear?
Ok maybe not.
I know I look like a seemingly modern generated lady who is suppose to process by clear logic &true rationale but sometimes I thank god I am still an old bloke at heart.
Bloke is not exactly a word for me, but it's ancient enough that it should be used- besides, I tell most ppl I am a man in disguise so they wont expect me to be much of a lady; so as to say, in that case, I do spend less time convincing myself otherwise too.
Its hard being a girl, trust me.
Frankly, I dont even care I laughed wholeheartedly like a man who is in denial of his mid-life crisis (eg; my dad) that my cheeks hurt til I have a very bad headache so I slept all th way on th train, occasionally bumping into helmi's shoulder right after I rudely rejected his offer for an innocent pact that consist of leaning over. Nope, told you I'm a man.
Moral of th story is, sometimes, you dont have to explicitly plan evth out to grant us the benefit of having no doubt when we could go w th flow, wherever it takes us, cause th surprise might be exhilarating enough to satisfy you. Us. we. me.