Melancholic Monologues
Warmest salutations to the queen of swing and the master of spices...Still awaiting in my dearest, darling starbucks for the return of my brightest star. effervescent as i may seem, my goals seem bankrupt without u here. For the first few times in my life, i feel that i have nothing much to do.
But the conundrum is that i actually enjoy bathing in the hope and probability of your return. I'm actually happy with nothing to do. how weird. Please excuse the soppiness of my expressions darling. You need not follow suit. Actually, you'd be so NOT ming if you're romantic. : )
I'm drowning my 3rd cup of coffee (please not that i only drink arabica beans now) and i felt that i was going to emit bubbly condiments of caffeine out my pores. I had to enlist the assistance of yet another sweet young thing to keep an eye on my stuff while i ran into the sunset to pee. And i tell you, the hedonistic pleasure of holding your pee in for too long and then letting it all go at once... (ben staring at the wall) okay. i digressed. woops.
There was another man sitting accross from me who i could ask to watch over my stuff. He was bald and had a scar on his arm. Looked arabian. I'd actually think twice before requesting a bald arabian with scars to watch over my stuff.
The girl's name is Aida and she works in TV3. She's sitting at my table, infront of me now as to be able to access the power points. You'd like her though. She's very bubbly and...uhmn...vulgar. Just like u. minus the bubbly.
Hey before you left, at the end of our MSN conversation, u mentioned the 17th and then u said u had a meeting. 17th what? what meeting did u go to? Please, tell me AAAALLL about the friends u've made in australia. tony, churchmates and ur flatmates and all. It'd be a very interesting read.
So how about you? have u brushed ur teeth? Do u always remember to flush after you've done doing ur business? did u touch urself today? AGAIN?? heheheh. don't be shy. i'm just kidding you know. Everytime u tease me are call me something i'm so excited. Whether u call me stupiiid or u tease my "so dahsyat", it shows that my baby will fight back, and fight back with a passion. It proves that passion exists.
heheheheh...i read back my writing and i'[ve begun to realise the extent of adaptation i have acquired since meeting you. My structuring of sentences and the high speed of plot is largely a result of your influence... i'm starting to accomodate you now. The world changes for people like you, Bossy chick.
last night i went to have a drink remember, and i brought up this idea: if a man comes to your house, and rapes your wife, or slits the throat of your husband, hangs your children and rapes them too and runs around town covered in their blood, how would you avenge? would u forgive? or would u torture. They all winced when they heard my words and they all suddenly held a grudge against this invisible psychopath. All night we debated on how we would torture such a person. I tell you, it's freaky, the things u can encite in a man, even a woman's mind when u give them the right curcumstances. It just goes to prove that we are all just primitive beings. Just in a controlled environment. No one chose forgiveness. sheesh. morality is gone. not to say that i have any, but it's scary. (ben shudders) But the best part: we were all laughing when we were talking about it. My idea of torture was to place th guy in a room, devoid of anything but huge ass speakers, lock him in, then blast Mariah Carey and Enrique Iglesias for 24 hours. The guy would die a tortuous death. hahaha.
Wow... getting longer.
With this, i shall beg my leave and attempt to stop boring you with my melancholic monologues and leave you to relish in these horrendous thoughts. Serves you right. Bleek.
Don't forget to brush your teeth. Chin up at all times. Lifes a bitch but we're BIGGER bitches. yeah!
- Inspector Benjamin
posted by Ben Samin @ 4:17 PM
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