Undeniably, it would be my birthday, on the 23rd of February. As usual, I expect it to be an unusual day. Perhaps there would be a cyclone like last year or perhaps I would be fasting for Mahashivaratree or perhaps the weather would be so bad that the day would be declared a public holiday. Yup my birthday has often been like this.
I remember in 1999, riots broke because of singer Kaya's death in prison and as from the 22nd children were not allowed to go to school for security reasons. Then, in 2000, the prime minister declared it a public holiday due to heavy rains by making a special announcement on TV on the 22nd, at about 10 pm live from Grand Bassin. He was almost soaked and holding an umbrella.
Then, for the later years, I took my own personal leave from school to celebrate the matter at home. And then came last year, 2007. Things went quite well, until the 22nd, the feared date. A cyclone named Gamede started pointing its terrible nose round our tiny island and then on the 23rd, "a cyclone warning class 2 is in force in Mauritius."
Yup, we had to cancel all celebrations and spend my birthday quietly, eating away all the cakes and food by candle lights. But still, dudettes and dudes, I've managed to have fun on this day. Spending ones birthday at home with solely ones close family has a very cozy aspect to it.
So again this year, I'll be waiting for the 23rd of February to come and surprise me.
Hehe! So long dudettes and dudes and my birthday aliens.
PMS really exists. I'm saying it to all those skeptics who think it's just an excuse for us women to behave madly. Hell! No it's not an excuse. The proof of this is my previous post. Today when I woke up with all the pain and all and I looked at my blog, I was like "OMG why did I write this?!" And guess the answer is, I was PMSing yesterday. Yeah I really was. I had all the symptoms.
So what does PMS stand for to some?
Psychotic Mood Shift Pass My Shotgun Perpetual Munching Spree Puffy Mid-Section People Make Me Sick Provide Me with Sweets Pardon My Sobbing Pimples May Surface Pass My Sweatpants Pissy Mood Syndrome Plainly Men Suck Pack My Stuff Permanent Menstrual Syndrome
And how do you know if you have PMS?
1. Everyone around you has an attitude problem. 2. Your husband/boyfriend is suddenly agreeing to everything that you say. 3. All your Ibuprofen, Diclofenac and Paracetamol pills are gone... And you just bought them yesterday. 4. Everyone's head looks like an invitation to practise batting. 5. You start remembering old enemies and suddenly the idea of revenge becomes really appealing.
Dudettes and dudes, it's time to talk about my crush of the month and it's Deanne the Arsonist by Atreyu. I've fallen in love with this song the first time that I've listened to it. I don't even know how it has landed on my media player but I get a feeling that once again it's got something to do with Jev.
So, I was listening to the song, without understanding a damn thing about it, until... I read the lyrics! Yeah I know! Bless those lyrics!
So, here they are:
GO!!!
Coward, the next time you want to fuck me over stab me in the throat (Can I still see my future in your eyes) Or can I picture myself stone dead in your embrace And your cruel crimson smile kills me quietly No one could have their moments free from your withering touch... Fuck off like you're the only one (who has ever cried or been broken by love) Spare me your pity party drunk off your own misfortunes Wallowing in your blissful melancholy Can you taste my blood? You knew that this would kill me but you carried on and on with your selfish shit. Everyone cared about you why couldn't you Instead your greed compelled you to steal other silver linings... Burnt down my world, you killed my hope Spread out the ash and walked away How could you just close off your eyes... Turn tail and run, you are the greatest coward come on Damn right I'm still pissed... Next time I see your face we'll see who has the upper hand Kiss my fist. Taste the floor. Tired of your games... fuck off goodbye...
And something from Youtube, if ever you wish to listen to the song:
Now, I love this song because it makes me smile, really, you know the bit
Coward, the next time you want to fuck me over stab me in the throat
It reminds me of a girl. Oh, a very stupid girl for that matter! A girl who has been stupid enough to bug me! Now everything's under control, but I often think about her. Especially when I hear songs about cowards and bitches? Oops, no one mentioned bitch in the song, but hell, I hear bitch every time! Might be my ears.
Anyway, this goes as a tribute to you bitch! And now you must be wondering whether she will read this? Hmm, I'm wondering the same thing. I've mailed her my post URL the last time I've pointed about how stupid she is. That was almost a year ago. I think she has become a regular reader since then! :D
Today is my dad's birthday and on the 6th, it's my mum's. Yeah they are both of the same astrological sign and I guess that's what makes them the way they are.
Anyway, we went to my grandma's place at Mahebourg and then back home in the afternoon to celebrate my dad's birthday. It was just the four of us, celebrating. There was cake, tea and sodas. A simple little party! It was fun. We reminisced the moment spent at Mahebourg earlier in the day and promised that next time we'll spend more time there! Hehe!
Next I wish to share something with you: this year our flamboyant tree has at last been in bloom! Yup those lovely red flowers! We get the pleasure of seeing them only during this period of time in Mauritius. The flowers from my tree is four to eight times the size of a regular flamboyant flower since it's a "modified" tree. :D The flowers look more like orchids and they're ideal for flower arrangements. So I made a quick bouquet for my dad. With only eight flowers I got quite a lovely bouquet. My dad was happy about it, he asked me to add those yellow flowers to the arrangement to add that Mauritian touch to it. :D
Hehe! On the whole it was a great day dudettes and dudes and my festive aliens, but I think I need some rest.
Happy New Year to all you dudettes and dudes out there and to my wonderful aliens. I wish you the best for 2008 and all the years to come. Sin cera! :D
