Saturday, September 18, 2004
do you know why cabin crew members smile so much? the reason is simple. they fly around so much that their biological clocks are in a mess. they are always ready for sex. that's why they smile all the time. (edited from the movie 'the terminal')
i'm like a cabin crew member. all i wait for all day are pages from the airline company to beep me to leave for work. my life is dictated by them. i have no say. i have no life. i'm like a walking zombie. the clutches of society crashed my heart into pieces, my mind into pieces. i have no feelings. i have no mind. when the beep goes off, the next think i know, i'm stuck in the plane. gruesome customers want everything. scrutiny never escapes. i want to be like catherine zeta-jones. i want to throw that pager of my life away. i want my heart back. i want my soul back. most of all, i want my desirable life back.
finally preliminary examinations are over. a breath of life i got back. for a moment, i thought that life was going to be good. that's until reality sets in.
&
hush pretty pink lady ;
at 10:05 am
