Sunday, April 03, 2005
i have at last been compelled to pen down something in days. this would be good measure to those who reads the pennyworth times. he has decided to get his hands dirty again, dirty to make his new craft real soon. for now, he's ruminating to pen down his thoughts.
woke up at 8am to have tuition at 8am. after which, aunt drove me, mom n bro to my another aunt's hse. i noticed an intriguing gadget while strolling up the steps at mid-entrance. a dying bird . it had most probably mistaken the gate's intricate flower patterns of steel framework as dark olive groves n banged to it's fatigue. at first i thot it was a lump of obsence fertilisers coes my aunt houses a greenery. at closer contact i found out it was black n had a yellow protruding stick. oh hell, a bird. It looks prostrated by the fatigue. just as immediately, my sadist bro went over n grab the tormented soul by its stomach when he found out. it went chirppin' "fuk off, FUCK OFF!!!"
a helpess call indeed. my bro went on further to play with it by stroking its feathers.
he reminded me of saddist guys in Hitch.
he waved the poor birdie at me suddenly. So much for always assuming i've a phlegmatic bro, his reaction was playfully unfamiliar. i backed off with a grimace of disgust. "Get that bird fuking off me and stop polluting lah" i rebuked with a sudden feel of hatred for the bird and my bro. a while ago, i thot i found someth worth santifying. it died not long after my bro freed it i think.
Anyways, tat was the poor bird. i gtg study chi now.. cya peeps. will continue some other tym.
stopped
ruminating.
