ALITerAture

excuse me miss
wach your step
be trippin on yourself
and fallin on me

why excuse me miss
watch your mouth
shootin off this and that
but not practicin what you preach

hey hey excuse me please
all i did was be myself
true to my sign
to my wrong and rights

so excuse me miss
i watch my step
mind doing me a favour?
lets just cut the crap

sorry i complain
but so do you
hate this and that
but so do you

sorry i doubt
but so do you
i judge in haste
but so do you

sorry i cuss
but so do you
make a lota fuss
but so do you

sorry i bitch

hissin n pissin all over your fire
but honey, guess what
so do you

fall i fall
i fall everytime
when he calls, when he calls

fall i fall
i fall everytime
even when it feels wrong, all wrong

fall i fall
i fall everytime
when "sweet, oh sweet", he calls

what do i do
what do i do
they all say its wrong
and i know everytime he calls
its all wrong, all wrong

but i melt
everytime he calls, he calls
i melt
everytime its late
everytime when all is dead

fall i fall
ill fall everytime
i know i ll fall
but its okay
its okay
ill fall
again and again
but i didnt get hurt
didnt get hurt
and i wont get hurt
wont get hurt
cause the fall is short
and i am strong
i am strong
wont get hurt wont get hurt
wont be long
wont be long now
when its my turn
to make him fall
make him fall
and when he falls
when he falls
its he who aches, he who aches
cause there ll be no gain
no gain
without some pain
some kinda pain

Approx. 7 minutes into 2006

Mr Swedish dude no.1: hello!
marlina looks at me. i look at her. hmm…..

us two: "hello..!"

Mr Swedish dude no.1: Do you happen to have any napkins?

….napkins? oh..there..on the counter. right. napkins.

he was in turqoise blue. and has the cutest grin. i see marlinas grin too. and its growing wider. tsk tsk tsk.

the fellas’ kinda drunk. he dropped more than half of the napkins in the packet on the floor. and shoots off into oblivion.

"what the heck was that eh marls?"

marlina shrugs.

"Heelo again!"

both of us turned. and there it was again the mass of turqoise blue.

"happy new year ladies!"
i look at marlina. marlina looks at me. i see a dangerous glare in her eyes.

"happy new year!" we said together.

"are you girls having a good time?"

are we having a good time?…hmmm. i suppose now we are. heh heh.

suddenly another voice bursts out of nowhere.

"Hello! happy new year!"

it was Mr. Swedish dude no.2. i had to crane my neck 90 degrees all the way up to only get a glimpse of his chin. luckily, he can bend his neck 90 degrees all the way down. aahh…so he has a face. nice eyes. very nice eyes.

oh…i see marlina s getting into a very comfortable conversation with Mr. Swedish dude no.1. niceee. heheh. very niceeee.

Mr. Swedish no.2: "so..where you from?"

i looked up and smiled. hmmm. this is going to be a long night.

…and the rest is history.

31st December, 2005
11 something pm
some bar on khao san

some stoopid american blonde keep flicking her hair in my face.  i swear, had it not been for the day that it was, id have held my jumbo lighter just beneath her shoulders and set her hair on fire. and maybe her ugly top while im at it. she should thank her lucky stars i am a nice person. heh.

ten mins to midnight
same bar on khao san

good god. the dj is playing that te-nenene song. people just never learn. but what the hey. thats what makes people, people. most politicians are like that so why not the common john does eh? hm. whats that? did the dj just yelled seven mins to midnight? ooohh…im soooooh excited. lemme just snap a photo of our feet before all hell breaks loose.

three mins to midnight
yup…same bar

mr dj: "three minutes to midnight!"
hm. is that the vodka redbull kicking in? … yerp. i think so. marlina looks occupied.  … oh..but of course shes occupied. shes been playing nipples with her mobile since eleven something. BORING.
i thought she wanted to get AWAY from all that bullcrap. whateverrrr…hmm…that dude in red suddenly looks hot. yerp yerp..me drink is definately kicking in. thank gawd.

one min to 12am
same bar. think we moved just an itty lil bitty to the left by now cos the stoopid blonde is STILL flicking her stoopid hair in my face.

mr dj: "one minute to midnight!"
the crowd: "wooooot woooooot!"
marlinas lookin at me. im givin her the brow. i told her ill be kissin her at the strike of 12.

wait a minute. did i say that…or was i just thinking that? hm. feck it. ill just ready the camera. just in case something interesting happens. like…i dunno…mayb the sudden appearance of an underground rave beneath the bar..or something…

12am 1st january 2006

happy new year and all that jazzzzz…….

To Be Continued…