so…you popped into my head tonight. there’s no real reason for it, i don’t think. i was just out, hanging around and for some reason, you pop into my head.
naturally, the dominant thought in my brainspace was to drop you a facebook message. something short and sweet. ‘hey, you were in my head tonight and i liked it.’ i might’ve said. but alas, i log onto facebook and i can’t find you there. it made me sad. i’m not sure where you went but i remembered how to spell your name and here is where my memory and spelling acumen led me. wordpress, my mighty saviour.
simply put, i hope all is well on your end. i don’t like how you still captivate my thoughts now and again. it makes me uncomfortable and fuzzy all at the same time. if you were here more often, it would probably just make me feel fuzzy. but enough of this sweet talk.
take care of yourself.
mario.
p.s. i’m unappreciative of the fact that this message is published and publicly viewable but i hope that few people click on the ‘about’ section. only wankers do that anyway, right?
were you at schnubarts, or hanging around somewhere else in LKF? some dingy alley with a creepy old chinese man? or did you take a cab to TST at 6 in the morning to catch the sunrise? or eat a greasy breakfast at McD? because that would explain it.
this comment made me ridiculously happy and sad at the same time. i freaking miss HK and you, rooneylicious, even though you call yourself that.
ps: fb made me way too unproductive so i decided it was time to bite the bullet and just quit. for a while, anyway. nikishka.iyengar@gmail.com for the next time i pop into your head, which for my sake i’m hoping is soon
so…you popped into my head tonight. there’s no real reason for it, i don’t think. i was just out, hanging around and for some reason, you pop into my head.
naturally, the dominant thought in my brainspace was to drop you a facebook message. something short and sweet. ‘hey, you were in my head tonight and i liked it.’ i might’ve said. but alas, i log onto facebook and i can’t find you there. it made me sad. i’m not sure where you went but i remembered how to spell your name and here is where my memory and spelling acumen led me. wordpress, my mighty saviour.
simply put, i hope all is well on your end. i don’t like how you still captivate my thoughts now and again. it makes me uncomfortable and fuzzy all at the same time. if you were here more often, it would probably just make me feel fuzzy. but enough of this sweet talk.
take care of yourself.
mario.
p.s. i’m unappreciative of the fact that this message is published and publicly viewable but i hope that few people click on the ‘about’ section. only wankers do that anyway, right?
were you at schnubarts, or hanging around somewhere else in LKF? some dingy alley with a creepy old chinese man? or did you take a cab to TST at 6 in the morning to catch the sunrise? or eat a greasy breakfast at McD? because that would explain it.
this comment made me ridiculously happy and sad at the same time. i freaking miss HK and you, rooneylicious, even though you call yourself that.
ps: fb made me way too unproductive so i decided it was time to bite the bullet and just quit. for a while, anyway. nikishka.iyengar@gmail.com for the next time i pop into your head, which for my sake i’m hoping is soon