it was just so wrong to be awoken by dreadful sunlight
and an awful mozzie sting.
to add on to that massively red and swollen misery of mine,
which unfortunately had to be on the middle of my neck,
that new neighbour from 2 storeys above
had to choose that particular time of all, to construct their toilet.
man.
that pissed me off.
sometimes it's so hard to get that perfect dream
and of all things that could have woken me up with,
hmm,
let's say the chirping of the joyful birds,
(okay, maybe that isn't such a good idea - damn irritating)
or maybe, your favourite song in the radio - ah, that's a nice one.
or perhaps a phone call from your loved one
(ok, maybe the ringtone's kind of a nuisance too)
well, bad start.
but still, it went on to a more satisfactory closing for the day.
except for the fact that i have to live temporarily with this huge red mosquito sting right there,
which no amount of concealer is going to be able to bury that ugly thing.
gawd.
anyway, bonne nuit.
