Saturday, September 09, 2006
lost in the constellations
it's curiosity.the people i met, the people who became my friends, friends who were other people's friends. their background, the ambitions, their traits and strangely, the horoscopes. they come in pairs - the permutations of constellations; as if by dice-roll of lucky combinations, repeated and recycled and repeated again.
my two rightful housemates, marcus and trump.
geminis and people lovers with superb culinary skills.
my two female friends - equivalent of aussie yayas, jodie and kelly.
cancerians and absolutely loving and motherly.
my two intruder housemates, quentin and chris.
virgos with the love of fast cars and (love of) legions of beatiful female friends.
my new-found and the long-lost, sam and weizhi.
pisceans. no common traits yet, but always badgering quentin to sell them his skyline.
i'm the odd one.
is this a pattern or a coincidence that i'm living in?
could i be waiting for the rams, the lions and the bulls next?
and there's one i loathe. so much. it makes me sick to think she might be of my kind to repulse me as much as i repulse her.
fuck at 2:20 AM