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My Dear we're slow dancing in a burning room |
Friday, June 26, 2009, 7:38 PM
But life goes on, without you.
I got kicked, pulled, whipped, slapped, beat, punched, elbowed, kneed, flicked, spat, jumped on, and on top of it all i had books flung at me at top speeds, i had half a dozen little ingrint children pile their gremlin little assheads all over me at the same time thinking i was the latest buy from the Ikea couch section, my crotch had been slammed, punched and jabbed a total of 5 times today. For some reason, children enjoy treating me like a machine, like this non-destructible soft toy that has an inbuilt home entertainment system that they have the remote for, over and over again i was asked to do magic tricks, beatbox and sing. My only retreat was the carecentre's office which was strictly off limits to the munchkins, i slowly disappeared into the room every now and then to hide. It was not safe outside of the office. It felt like a war-zone out there filled with children ready to take your eye out with pencils and plastic chew toys. In other less exciting news, Michael Jackson died today. I'm kidding bout the less exciting part, and i wish i was about the latter as well, but unfortunately, i'm not. I awoke today to a message, frantic and shocked, from Afi telling me that michael jackson had passed, and at first, i was so skeptical about it and dismissed her message then i went back to sleep. But thanks to Dad's usual morning BBC rounds blasting at high volumes as he does his usual workouts, i heard the news on TV and i kinda sat on my bed for awhile in disbelief. I mean, shit, his music was one of the first i ever listened to, back in the day, it was MIchael Jackson, Prince (rather, the artist formerly as prince) James Brown and Queen who i would always listen to. Not to mention, seeing MJ dance in the video for thriller was my very first foray into the dance world, his style and feel for his music was legendary, after all, what would modern day pop culture be without the prince of pop? Me saying this would mean jackshit to anyone, but, Rest in peace Michael, you'll always live on, through your music and our hearts. I have an exam tomorrow, yes, on a saturday. Tsk. The following week is also filled with exams, terrifying exams that will break us all down into tears and sorrow. Godammit. I'll seeyuh when i seeyuh. ao |
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