my sunday

a hope

and i hope that once tomorrow passes by, your feelings won't be lessened by one degree, and most definitely not two or more. i hope that as time progesses onwards, the truth will be revealed before my opened wounds, which will let me believe what you say and you will believe what i promised to you. i hope that once tomorrow and the day after tomorow, and 52 years down the line, i will eventually rest with a happy heart.

a meal

when i say, "I'm going to be a vegetarian today, I will eat the left over vegetables in the fridge for dinner, dad!" What does my dad do? He eats all of the forest boiled bok choys and leaves me with only two containers of a variety of pork, chicken, and beef and a week-old doughnut. He then comes home with a zesty chicken bowl and 4 big macs. What did I do? I suffered.

a(nother) broken object

i thought my lamp was sturdy. so i leaned on it while i spied on my neighbors (who were apparently not home) and it let out a loud crack. my skinny lamp broke. that's it. i'm a home wrecker. i broke my moveable desk in gilroy. i cracked my picture frame. i set my microwave on fire. i dropped my phone in the water as i was taking a shower. well, i will try to be more careful from now on. will you still take me home if i was walking down the freeway?

DMPH derivatives and nonsense

the chemicals in lab have officially turned a small portion of my skin white. i'm telling on you (chemicals!)! bah, who do i complain to? organic labs turned students into aliens! i can feel the chicken that I had for dinner haunting me.

i should stop purifying my aspirins in lab. instead, i should learn how to refine myself and my posture.