Sunday

Hooray!

It's the dullest and most boring day of the week, Sunday!

Often cited as the best day in a week, Sunday is actually not worth so much anticipating. I kinda hate it. Why the bias?

I wake up every Sunday morning realizing I can sleep a little longer than usual, but then when the brain finishes warming up, it says : "Oh man, ltr gt ttn leh, sien nia, zzz." (I don't know why the brain even uses abbreviations and bad grammar. =.= ) That's not hot, that sucks. I always ask myself why bother going to tuition if i hate it so much. Well, I guess going to tuition is my way to fit in, I'll at least have some reasons to tell people why i always do so well in exams, coz this genius is too good to be true.


You're thinking : FKM's an ass. I know, grrrrhhhh, right?


Especially a not-so-sunny Sunday. Like your little p**** after urinating. You're pretty sure it's going to rain again, but it just won't no matter how you shake it. This is the kind of day i find most appropriate to rot, like just stare at the computer screen and click whatever link you can find not knowing where you'll end up, or in my case peep at stranger's blogs, stalker style.

Sunday is the kind of day I would go all emo like normal kids do and listen to all kinds of sad songs that can make one go on an emotional roller coaster. Sunday to me is a battery charger, it's like giving my state-of-the-art brain a day off, just stop thinking or caring about anything for a day. Sunday is the day to keep the world out of my sight, (damn the tuition) I'd try not to 'connect', try not cracking jokes and fooling around all the time, let myself just be myself.

I guess this is what Sunday means to me. And...i don't really hate it so much right now. Duh?


Gloomy Sunday
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
Little white flowers
Will never awaken you
Not where the black coaches
Sorrow has taken you
Angels have no thoughts
Of ever returning you
Wouldnt they be angry
If I thought of joining you?

Gloomy sunday

Gloomy is sunday,
With shadows I spend it all
My heart and i
Have decided to end it all
Soon therell be candles
And prayers that are said I know
But let them not weep
Let them know that Im glad to go
Death is no dream
For in death Im caressin you
With the last breath of my soul
Ill be blessin you

Gloomy sunday

Dreaming, I was only dreaming
I wake and I find you asleep
In the deep of my heart here
Darling I hope
That my dream never haunted you
My heart is tellin you
How much I wanted you
Gloomy sunday