Tomorrow comes today
“i know of more terrifying things”
“like what”
“like not living with you for the rest of my life”
but in the most inexplicable,
unequivocal,
constant way,
you make my heart light.
over and over.

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Never the matter
each time, it is a tangible prick.
and i blink back.
blink back.
back.
i don’t understand, so i persist.
prod.test.gauge.
it is bizarre, this supposed logic, but they say the proof is in the pudding.
is it not.
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Overheard student jabberings
“sprite on fire! sprite on fire!”
“when all else fails, just burst into song”
“nothing, i’m just looking for poetry”
“oh yeah, i’ve eaten those a bagazillion times”
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Saturdays with the duke
i’m sitting
i’m sitting
and i’ve got you.
i’m thinking
i’m thinking
today was like any other day
but above every other day.
more than ever, more than more.
movie magic, (maggi magic).
can you hear
can you hear
one two smile.
one
two
smile.
(:
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Past the doors
is
enveloped in this too-big hoodie of his;
listening to the quiet, white hum;
thinking friday, saturday…;
gulping breathfuls of;
wrapped in mellow light;
sinking in darkbrown;
turning off the lights at quarter to nine.
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….
my feet hurt and i need a hug/holiday/beez kneez/____________ (insert here)
i’m so drained i can’t even think of things that i want.
damn character building.

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The week that was
spent a night in over home cooked herbn’garlickangaroo&rosemarymash and el orfanato.
i was a ball of freaked out nerves the entire movie and spent a good hour after scrounged up next to dave, furtively peeking over his arm and flinching everytime the heater cranked.
turning a year older has obviously done nothing to lift my bravery quotient.
on a separate note.
i have this awesomely hyper little year 7 vietnamese student who comes up with the best lines in class. he’s my little lightning bolt of energy and noise machine amidst my other sullen, too-cool-for-school teenaged students and i swear, the class visibly perks up when he enters the room.
me: where’s tom/romeo/echo/edelino?
quang: don’t know. maybe die.
me : -_-
_
quang: screeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeech! (high pitched scream at random intervals during my teaching)
me: HOLY COW QUANG!
-
bunch of passing aussie students: hey quang/hi quang/how’s it going quang/yoyo quang/heyyyy quang *flirty fluttering eye lashes* etc etc
quang: …..
me: hello, mr popular. are those your classmates?
quang: *shrug* nah. dunno them. *walks off swinging schoolbag, oblivious to the attention*
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Convo ftw
so the sister has fallen ill. i bought her meds and this is how our little conversation went.
the orange slayed the rake: i can’t open the flipping bottle!!!!!!
s t e f i e: omg -_- press down and turn?
the orange slayed the rake: i’ve been trying for fifteen minutes!
s t e f i e: are you turning in the right direction?
the orange slayed the rake: yes, still cannot. i even tried googling it – “how to open cough bottle”
s t e f i e: YOU GOOGLED IT??
the orange slayed the rake: nothing. i’m so tired. it won’t open :(
s t e f i e: HAHA!
the orange slayed the rake: not funny.
s t e f i e: take a piece of cloth, put it over the cover and turn. or run it under hot water.
the orange slayed the rake: oh k haha it opened. yeayy. kthxbai.
s t e f i e : big sister ftw.
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Overhear/over here
“you’re so sly”
“i want to always take care of you”
“so i wrote this fluffy cover letter which probably had a little tear in it”
“please please take me”
“never write official letters when you’re tired and feeling a bit mopey”
“i shall be cross with you if you show up at work tomorrow”
“it’s only ever red, navy blue and brown”
“yeeeeeeah uh oh”
“promise me you’ll eat two fruits”
“haha fail”
“just kinda meh?”
“someone like you”
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The wonder of it all
this just in.
laurenlim has fried her first omelette.
no household equipment were harmed in the process.
sure, there was much squealing, panicked ohno-ohno-crap-crap-crap mutterings and flapping of hands, but bottom line is….
laurenlim cooked.
if you ask her nicely, she’ll show you a picture of her dinner, complete with salad garnishings and sliced tomatoes.
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