Thursday, May 05, 2005
stressed at work today. think the coffee club's v happy coz the crowd's coming back..this whole wk has been busy busy. and i was the sole host(again) like zzz! after days of being host, i must say i do not enjoy it, nor do i totally hate it. but some guests are just..inexplicably irritating & rude. mebbe coz i've started cursing some as "bitzzch" or "buzzturd" that now i have an ulcer in my mouth. sheesh..i can go for months without drinking water much and i don't get any ulcer man. okayy i've really gotta wash my filthy mouth.
anyways, a friend's uncle passed away recently. Death - what a word to strike fear in us, or to inspire thoughts of an afterlife. i can't emphathise with him; no one that close to me has passed away yet, but i'm dreading the day it comes. like my poor grandma. or lucky. i think i'd just stone away and have a tremendous bout of mood swings. and i hate Death for what it brings: anguish, awkwardness, empty laughter, despair, but most of all, the loss.
illuminated. 1:18 AM
izzabelle/izzy/bel.