Ordinary People

And we don't know which way to go...
Cuz we're ordinary people...
Maybe we should take it slow...
Take it slooooowwwwwwwww ohhh ohhh ohhhh... This time we'll take it slow....

Dude... why am I eating so much? Don't I understand that my birthday is THIS FRIDAY and that I should aim to look hot and sexy and slim and fabulous? Don't I understand that once food is within a 4m radius that I do not have to eat it? Geez...

I mean, yesterday was just horrid - from chocolates and other sweets, to greasy potato pies with channa, and pelau, baked potatoes, grilled chicken in pholourie sauce, and spagetti with red beans and onions... I do not have to eat at each and every venue I go to! Like drugs, SAY NO TO FOOD!
Woof...


Anyways... so, story time:

There once was a girl who had a boy... they went through too much together for their ages... but she was smart and he was a natural imps :) So while she pursued her degree in foreign cold lands, he stayed home and scratched.
Well, he scratched a bit too much, because while she was doing her thing in the big and cold, after a couple months, while she got her degree, he got a baby boy. This mashed her and thrashed her... and she felt a hate that kept a bind on her - a bind that kept him close to her, too. So they continued even though he was a new daddy. She hated him deep down, though.

Unhealthy? To say the least... yep.

She couldn't take anymore, parted ways with him after monnnntthhhhssss of in and out and around the bend... yep - though it sounded like "just another loop" with them, she made it final.

How the story ends? I dunno... but the most recent entry into this Mad Diary - the guy is getting married to his baby's momma. Uh huh... y' herrrrdddd. Fo' shizzle.

How does she react?

I can now control you with a smile

Yep - and that's how she knows things can be ok. Cuz after the storm, there is the calm... or, well, if it's the right season - another storm! Whatever... at least this time she'd know how to prepare better. And she's enjoying the new waters... rough or steady. Whatever :)

And that's the best part - the 'whatever' factor.



I swear... if I eat anything else, I'd faint or explode. Oof...





*Zue sings: I've always wanted for you what you've wanted for yourselfand yet I wanted to save us high water or helland I kept on ignoring the ambivalence you feltand in the meantime I lost myselfin the meantime I lost myselfI'm sorry I lost myself... I am*