Extreme Ways
I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
Too many things to cover me
Too much can make me blind
I've seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn't believe
extreme ways, moby
that's it.
for the twenty fifth time since this morning 9Am, people have been cavorting at my desk and asking me about the shared computer seating annoyingly besides me. why the sftp? automated jobs? hard disk crashed? why? why? why?
do i have the look of a helpdesk specialist? or a nightingale in my previous life that my karma has followed me to this lifetime that the sufferings need to seek solace or release by wailing to me?
even since i have moved to the new seat, i have this sudden glaring limelight on me everyday signaling to everyone to focus their entire attention on me. work mates and strangers have been craving for my attention ever since, over every single puny issues pertaining to the freaking machine.
i want to hurt somebody. i have a vermin to kill. mutilation has a very good appeal.
one more dear colleague has moved place to another site. the number of endearing smiling faces remaining around has been decreasing like the measly increment given out by my supraliminal tyrants. nowadays when i walked around the office premises, the hello greetings given out has been more of courtesy than heartfelt.
my african violets seem to have stop growing despite the amount of fertilizers i have been drowning them in. damn the manufacturer. and the masses just refused to grow after breathing too much toxic oxygen in the premises. this is a sign from the nature.
too much toxic kills. it is time to move.
last week, i went for a one day trip to the shore opposite this island, and have bought four pairs of shoes which were so cheap, so beautiful, so glamorous on my lovely tiny feet that i simply could not resist. after two hours of catwalking and posing in front of the mirror, endless giggling with my friends, i have brought home my prize possession.
at the rate that i see beautiful accoutrements on me, i will be pirouetting my way to pauperism very soon.
oh, i do have a good excuse for that.
aren't i entitled to do anything this period that will heighten the feeling of joy in me?
say yes please.
i'll give you a kiss if you do so.
I had to close down my mind
Too many things to cover me
Too much can make me blind
I've seen so much in so many places
So many heartaches, so many faces
So many dirty things
You couldn't believe
extreme ways, moby
that's it.
for the twenty fifth time since this morning 9Am, people have been cavorting at my desk and asking me about the shared computer seating annoyingly besides me. why the sftp? automated jobs? hard disk crashed? why? why? why?
do i have the look of a helpdesk specialist? or a nightingale in my previous life that my karma has followed me to this lifetime that the sufferings need to seek solace or release by wailing to me?
even since i have moved to the new seat, i have this sudden glaring limelight on me everyday signaling to everyone to focus their entire attention on me. work mates and strangers have been craving for my attention ever since, over every single puny issues pertaining to the freaking machine.
i want to hurt somebody. i have a vermin to kill. mutilation has a very good appeal.
one more dear colleague has moved place to another site. the number of endearing smiling faces remaining around has been decreasing like the measly increment given out by my supraliminal tyrants. nowadays when i walked around the office premises, the hello greetings given out has been more of courtesy than heartfelt.
my african violets seem to have stop growing despite the amount of fertilizers i have been drowning them in. damn the manufacturer. and the masses just refused to grow after breathing too much toxic oxygen in the premises. this is a sign from the nature.
too much toxic kills. it is time to move.
last week, i went for a one day trip to the shore opposite this island, and have bought four pairs of shoes which were so cheap, so beautiful, so glamorous on my lovely tiny feet that i simply could not resist. after two hours of catwalking and posing in front of the mirror, endless giggling with my friends, i have brought home my prize possession.
at the rate that i see beautiful accoutrements on me, i will be pirouetting my way to pauperism very soon.
oh, i do have a good excuse for that.
aren't i entitled to do anything this period that will heighten the feeling of joy in me?
say yes please.
i'll give you a kiss if you do so.
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yeah...u r highly entitled to..... u deserve it.
u can afford more than 4 pairs too.
Darling, where you moved to ah? Who moved to another site (AR) ah? You went shoe-shopping AGAIN!?!?!? I dun think I can tahan shopping with you man, always take so long one to try them on one! Hehehe. Kidding lah, I'd go shopping with you anyday. :)
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keatix: thanxs dude. you have found yr way here. no no.. after my prize possesions last wk, i have to gona stop.
lynne: lynnie, i dun rem shopping with u leh. nah, i was waiting for my friends too. when gals congregate, there is no end of the world. i hv only changed seat. my colleague has transfered to AR. or mebbi i may be transfered there too coz they are doing inter-site swap now. pray.
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