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Sunday, September 11, 2005
lazy sunday
the sky threathens to rain again, it's cloudy but not in the grey ominous way. it's the thunder which is giving hints, a whimper compared to its usual roar. the clothes are all brought in and people start to yawn. (well, i start to yawn.) it's a good time to have a nap. (Rinoa's having one, Robyn had one.)
writing scripts during the holidays is a good idea. however i have nothing in mind. i wonder what's interesting and thought provoking. i need a prize winning script and shot-in-the-head inspiration. grrrr, writing scripts were never my forte anyway.
the rain pours down while she's seated safely in the bus. the heavens were crying for God knows what. (they were crying for her sake she mused, for she wanted the pity and sympathy) she wanted to spill her sorrows all over like how one's guts would splatter when shot in the stomach.
4:23 PM