Sonnet 66

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry,
As to behold desert a beggar born,
And needy nothing trimmed in jollity,
And purest faith unhappily forsworn,
And gilded honor shamefully misplaced,
And maiden virtue rudely strumpeted,
And right perfection wrongfully disgraced,
And strength by limping sway disablèd,
And art made tongue-tied by authority,
And folly, doctor-like, controlling skill,
And simple truth miscalled simplicity,
And captive good attending captain ill:

Tired with all these, from these would I be gone,

Save that to die, I leave my love alone.

William Shakespeare

Ok, so here i am at shama's place blogging. Haha. As much as we haven't got a plan for the day, it went rather smoothly and enjoyable, not to forget to mention.

Anyways, let me keep you update of what has happened recently. It has been nine days since i last blogged.

Just to let you people know, i'm finally free from working. Yes people, i have resigned from 7-eleven. I don't know why. It was out of impulse if you ask me. Nevertheless i feel so much happier now that i'm not working. I can get back to reading and all. Hehe.

The girls are having wonderful times with their partners. Heh heh, it's really amusing how they handle and enjoy their partners' behaviours and attitude.

Haha, at times i envy them but most of the times i'm thankful that i'm single. =)

Thinking Cap

If women are supposed to be less rational and more emotional at the beginning of our menstrual cycle when the female hormone is at its lowest level, then why isn't it logical to say that, in those few days, women behave the most like the way men behave all month long?

Khairunnisa Elias

31.08.1988
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