Saturday, September 10, 2005

i think i almost don't blog on saturdays

cos i'm usually always out after my work.

but i am here right now, just woken up from an afternoon nap on a somewhat rainy saturday afternoon. feeling a little stoned.

it's my sis's 21st birthday today. gonna have some celebration over a dinner with my extended family. it seems so long ago that i last celebrated my 21st birthday. but it was actually just last year that i did.. time sure sped by once you're over 21. they always say that.

recently, i get very disillusioned with my life. like, what am i exactly doing? days are going by so quickly, and the days of my life just slipped past very much without my notice. i hardly ever get to see and feel the sun shine down on me anymore. i get frustrated, i feel cooped up like a caged bird. i feel pent up. doesn't help when the work gets unbearably hectic. argh. i hope this is just a phase. maybe it's pms. damn it.

news these days are getting more shocking. just yesterday, a woman's severed head, with long hair, and limbs were found in a sports bag near orchard mrt station. orchard mrt station. what a place to dispose of a body. i wonder what was the rationale (if there was one at all) to dispose a body as such in a bustling place like orchard road. if it was to cause alarm, yes the murderer succeeded. but it's also cos that he/she managed to pull it off at a place like orchard road, it was all the more creepy and skin crawling. it's like.. he/she intended to mock or challenge the authorities. my gawd. i hope it's not a psychotic going around on a killing frenzy, and placing dismembered bodies all around singapore. i wonder.. if it's some sorta linked to terrorism. being so close to sept 11 and all. but yah, of course, nothing is to be concluded.

o man.. imagine being the person who opened the bag to discover that it's a human head. a woman's head with long hair.

i'm now reading a book. stephen king's book. i used to be quite a fan of his, until i decided for more explicit horror and thrill. anyway, i'm reading "the girl who loved tom gordon". it's creepy. it's mainly about a girl who got lost in the woods. and.. ya.. that's it. but reading it makes me feel really alone and freaked out like the little girl. i haven't read for such a loooong time..

hm.. i felt like going back to it now. before i get to the dinner later.

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