twitching eyes as the flood flows along

argh...

had a read on dearie's analogy
bout love and shit

interesting i would say
but i would prefer
the analogy of menstruations

cux i'm flooding now and
it feels like a piece of shit
when ya trapped in this situation
during you final exams

stressed with what ya gonna be tested
and a blue-black nail
resulted by the inevitable "obssession" of writing

love,
like the time of the month
when your muscles tears apart
before the female machine starts ovulating again
comes at the least expected time
and sometimes at the most undesirable time

like when ya on a holiday
having exams
or when you intend to go for a swim

it's at the wrong time
and eventually it screws up your day
and finally it ends of badly

and like love,
your decomposing ovaries don't come
falling off the womb
when you expect it to be

waiting patiently or rather
forward, well-prepared for the time of the month
and it doesn't comes around

the harder you try to search and wait for it
the longer it comes to drop you a signal or message

great!

stacks of papers piling up on my desk
how nice would it be if it was legal tender
instead of information regarding how the legal tender
brings about consumption and growth for our
weakening economy

and taking economis doesnt help in the least shit
to boost the economy

and reading about Ohio State Model
the University of IOWA theory
Herseys and Blanchard's Situational Leadership Style
Laissez Faire
Keynes?
Adam Smith?

educates us the way to get work done through others
( defined as: management )

all of a sudden
i had a preference of Alan Smith over
Adam Smith

it's all over soon
before you knew it
by wednesday, all will be well and fine
and hopefully

i'll be able to get back to work
cux i would have no idea how to stray my time away

with friends who are currently mugging away
with mates that might be off entertaining their spouses
with pals working their head off
with peeps who are nowhere to be seen

march has been a slow month
started off with a smile
feeling that ya the most lucky lady on earth

and by the end of the month
you feel like shit

because you are using sanitary pads at a rate of 4 per day
because exams are screwing up your day
because things didnt work out between us
because you didn't left me crying but left me with Q&A by myself
because i'm not treated the way i thought you might
because of the sleepless nights
because of the empty hopes; false hopes; heartless lies
because of the untold truth
because i see myself falling off the precarious edge soon

the impending thunderstorm shall swept me off my feet
and leave me falling off the edge
and once again
climbing up to the peak
to face new challenges
with the most unwilling vital organ

march and soon april
i promise that by end of april
all shall me erased from my HQ

and i will live happily ever after

happy if it all turned out well and reconciled

yet happy
if it didnt turn out the way i wanted it to be
and i'm able to move on with no regrets

never missed you all these while
*cross fingers

all shall be fine and well for tomorrow's war