Spins a Verse

it's been a month or so since i last posted anything up here? really.
super duper busy bee me. school's really taxing. socials even more so.

so there must be a lot to write and talk about since a month's a long time and might constitute a whole season of a soap opera. roight.
but it's me, my life we're talking about here. i doubt it'll make three episodes let alone a whole friggin season aye.

of late we've been thinking about a whole lot of stuff. (why do i feel as if i'm not getting my point across as well as i would like to...)

see, the thing is, i've lost touch with writing since i've stopped for a long while. and now that i've decided to plonk myself down in front of Tommy and tap on his keys, i find it a bit awkward.

but then sometimes we'd like to know why we even make the effort. why we'd spend so much, and give up so much for something that's not entirely guaranteed to be ours. and why is it just an innate part of being human that we find ourselves competing against one and the other for the same thing. it could be anything: fortune, recognition, affection.

so yes. my pointless ramblings brings us to nowhere, obviously. if i had a point to make i'd have made it already. but that's just it. next week might see Pash The Sexy work it out on a futsal pitch. lol. actually, i'm looking forward to watching the boys play. but if Pash plays, and it means getting noticed by the boys...why not? *grins*

Pash is pretty messed up as always. has something to say but can never get down to saying it. only because Pash's brains lack the dexterity it once possessed. now i've to rediscover that lost magnificence.

The Sexy shall return. not less sexy. never less sexy.


>Pash