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Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

Sometimes i like to walk along the streets, trampling everything in my path.

Like some big bad wolf blowing a little pigs house down. It gave me an unexplainable satisfaction. It felt like a boy ramming his toy truck into lego. Destruction. Bam bam bam.

Today was one of those days.

Since i recieved news that i was doomed to wander home for the rest of the week (which actually means for the rest of my life) , i have decided to take some pleasure in my otherwise, tedious, walks.

Ok so its not that far. But hello. This is Michelle. Work with me here.

When you're walking by yourself, your senses become more acutely aware of your surroundings. I realised this when i was walking home on Saturday. Its like suddenly, everything seems to have a purpose for being the way they are. You trot along merrily and its like whoa, music comes on and you feel like bursting out in song!

What, never had that fantasy? Well. This is embarrassing.

Anyway you start noticing weird things. Like how so many trees look like witches hands growing out from the earth. Burnt and shrivelled, and contorted in the most unnatural fashion with spurts of green at its fingertips. I am quite unusually poetic today.

You start to scrape your shoes against the gravel, silently cursing at the sun for existing. Source of energy - yeah right. I bet thats some conspiracy theory the world came up with so that it would have a reason for shining all the happy dang time.

I had a fight with my mum today. Not unusual, fights happen all the time right? And i have to admit, i am not the nicest person to be in a fight with. Especially when i get defensive. Lets be honest here. When you get angry, you get defensive. When you get defensive, you get bitchy. When you get bitchy, you, just get bitchy. Guys included, theres no shying away from this one.

It was the second time i heard this line since Friday.

"You reap what you sow."

Of course in response, i merely look away and pretend it doesn't affect me one bit. I even scoffed for effect. I'm very good at that.

You know whats the worse part about having a fight? When you realise that the other party is making sense. And when the person you're in an arguement with starts making sense, you know you're losing.

Thats a bad thing.

But we patched things up in the end, so its all fine now! Everything has an aftermath. I guess its just the words that stuck. Unfortunately, you don't have to be walking to feel pensive. A good sigh is really all it takes to spin the top.

I hate to lament. I really do. But i do it so much that its like using and re-using an old tissue. Its not sanitary.

Ah well, onward Michelle.

You're not dead yet.



Michelle went "Hey macadamia" :)

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