i am a duskish girl

do you know that the adjective of dusk is duskish?

oh shoot. i drank coffee to make me run faster - physically and emotionally - at dusk.

i watched royston tan's short film - mother - from the dvd royston's shorts. in fifteen seconds i felt a breaking lump in my throat and soon i was bawling my eyes out on the sofa.

i think it will be a good run later because i always run better when i am punched drunk with an overdose of emotions. being immersed dramatically in your imagination does that to you.

my chipped nail polish can be the spark of a tale of woe.

they are rehearshing sad-sounding hokkein songs at the field opposite my house across from the temple for an auction tonight.