So I am drunk. And I am sleeping over for the 2nd night in a row at my childhood home. Which is due to the disconnection of my electricity. Fortunately, it's not the biological one. Unfortunately, it's the real power disconnection courtesy of VECO. I have my grown-up justification for this unfortunate event. But that's a another loooong story.
So yes, it's so childish to be seeking the comfort of mommy, grandma and siblings. But I don't think it's necessary for one to be cooped up in darkness and heat and fear just so one would be called grown up and responsible human woman. No way, yaya. Hahaha.
But I am no Girl Scout and my sleep-over is essentially lacking. (lappy mouse, external storage with funny movies and tv series, etc). So, in order to sleep in this old-slash-new environment, alcohol is imperative. And so is listening to my infinite playlist. And thinking. And drinking. Hard. And I'm feeling drunkenly eloquent.
So I saw my sister's glass slipper and thought: (but of no relevance to my sister's life)
"Yeah, that's your glass slipper alright. But it sure as hell doesn't fit you anymore."
Also, I remembered all my loss in the past year and came up with this:
"After losing a cam, an ipod touch and a laptop, the moral lesson is to always backup!!! But also this; it's better to have good memories than to not remember what the backups are all about. ;-)"
Then, I remembered someone I really do not like and my mind was like:
"Fuck the 18 generations of your ancestors."
The last one is not original but I think it's apt and direct to the point. But only if my intended audience is intelligent as well and know what it truly means.
Coz I sure as hell don't wanna fuck the 18 generations of that person's ancestors. And before and after the 18 generations too. No way. :))))))
So yes, it's so childish to be seeking the comfort of mommy, grandma and siblings. But I don't think it's necessary for one to be cooped up in darkness and heat and fear just so one would be called grown up and responsible human woman. No way, yaya. Hahaha.
But I am no Girl Scout and my sleep-over is essentially lacking. (lappy mouse, external storage with funny movies and tv series, etc). So, in order to sleep in this old-slash-new environment, alcohol is imperative. And so is listening to my infinite playlist. And thinking. And drinking. Hard. And I'm feeling drunkenly eloquent.
So I saw my sister's glass slipper and thought: (but of no relevance to my sister's life)
"Yeah, that's your glass slipper alright. But it sure as hell doesn't fit you anymore."
Also, I remembered all my loss in the past year and came up with this:
"After losing a cam, an ipod touch and a laptop, the moral lesson is to always backup!!! But also this; it's better to have good memories than to not remember what the backups are all about. ;-)"
Then, I remembered someone I really do not like and my mind was like:
"Fuck the 18 generations of your ancestors."
The last one is not original but I think it's apt and direct to the point. But only if my intended audience is intelligent as well and know what it truly means.
Coz I sure as hell don't wanna fuck the 18 generations of that person's ancestors. And before and after the 18 generations too. No way. :))))))
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