Wednesday, December 31, 2003
ooooooooooooooooh, odd moment here!
one clock says 1157, the other says 1209, so im kind of stuck in between time (that is, till the first one reports 1200) oh, my god. someone just called me from some party and shouted happy new year! that scares me quite a bit, the drunkness.
oh anyway! yes, report 1200 already! its not responding. i got a call from the vjc person, im in ophion, and obelisk! NICE.
oooh, yes, 1200. lovely. wonderful. fantastic. marvellous. its 2004 now. and i was halfway through my diary entry.
this is thoroughly insane. people are going MAD with new year greetings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
they all pop up going happy new year, happy new year! the phone, the msn! and the sms-es, going, i wish you 365 days of luck, 52 weeks of whatnot and a few thousand hours of whatnot!
hokay! i am off! to revel in the night!
and, well, happy new year. from santa.
moled at 12/31/2003 08:13:00 AM
Monday, December 29, 2003
ah, what a pleasant surprise. today wasn't a waste after all.
amazing things i did today
1. woke up at 11. i dont ever recall waking up so late. and i dont really LIKE waking up so late. makes it seem like half the day's gone. nowa-years im never awake early enough to see the house bathed in sunlight, sadly.
2. ate my hotdog breakfast with KETCHUP. now when do i ever add ketchup to hotdogs when i eat them at home?!
3. watched 'jamie's kitchen' for the second time. changed my impression of jamie from young skinny curly haired galvanating lad to not-so-skinny, not-so-young, laddy man. and they sacked michael. boo. they sacked dwayne. yay.
4. only fully woke up at 3pm. i only fully felt awake at 3pm. thats odd. at 3, when the afternoon sun was shining and i was here in my room, listening to music did i really crave for some excitement.
5. listened to lynn's holiday adventure. did part of that in the toilet, actually. just sat there and listened. helped me think of what i wanted my honeymoon backpacking trip to europe to be like. someone, i forgot who, mentioned that u wouldnt wanna have sex when u're all stinky, dirty on the floor of some motel. i do agree, but it still sounds fabulously fun!!!! we could go skiing, walk around the streets and enjoy the company of your husband with whom you are going to procreate, but maybe not me since i do not want to be pregnant and have amniotic fluid and placenta growing inside of my body.
6. i read news online, without thinking it was news. when i know im reading news i get annoyed, because i sometimes dont quite see the purpose in knowing the news. who really wants to know that the us economy is going to improve a lot next year, but the unemployment rate will not decrease, because shops will want to boost productivity instead of hiring more people? only people who want to pass their gp paper, and of course people who would love to flaunt the fact that they know that, regardless of how pathetic it is. and so, without knowing, i read it without really processing that 'i am reading news' and it saved me from annoyance! for once.
7. i floundered around my room in a black dress, imagining what would happen if my neighbour saw me naked from across in their balcony (diagonally opposite), since their toilet (directly opposite) cant see me. then i imagined they had a camera ready, and that i couldnt hide well cos when i peeked to see if they were still there they caught me on tape again. this is the result of staying home on a bright afternoon with the internet. not a bad result.
8. i went jogging, hallelujah!!!! my father has the best stamina i have ever ever ever seen. he jogs continuously and makes it look relaxing and good. it was the first time i jogged since napfa, hallelujah (this is a bad hallelujah). i have lost my stamina almost completely, and that is absolutely horrible. its nice to feel you've got stamina. i want stamina!
9. for the first time in my life, i swear, i fully understand the meaning of the phrase 'heart beating in your head'. felt like that after i ran. and why??? because when we were near my house, my father said, lets sprint to the house. oooooh, a race. i want to weeeeeen. so i ran and i overtook him by leaps and bounds (im a much better sprinter than long distance runner) and was rejoicing to myself, when suddenly he popped up beside me, and overtook ME by leaps and bounds!!! he's a wonderful sprinter AND long-distance runner. one thing though, he wears his jogging pants darn it high. heehee.
10. i took a bubble bath, and i loved it. i think its been about 4 or more years since i've really taken one. the last time i took one i was a young kid and just poured tons of blue johnsons soap into the tub. the very previous time i soaked in clear water, so it doesnt count. THIS time, it was giggling bath bubbles, mandarin orange and lemon with a twist of organic bergamot. mm-mmmmmm. citrusy fresh. yummy. and it was good, except for the lack of live music. i would have liked john mayer to be outside my bathroom. but anyway, its something to be admitting to have taken a bubble bath at this age. this is because when you tell your friends that, they will have images of you naked in a bathtub (now dont come telling me, only YOU would start thinking of that!) and believe me, those are not things you would enjoy thinking about. anyway the water was delicious, i tasted it. and the bubbles were pathetic! i flapped my hands around and was reminded of glenda since they call her a goldfish, but to no avail, still few bubbles. poured about 10% or a bit less of the bubble bath into the tub, 'swirled' as they instructed, but violently, and still! never mind. as long as i can breathe the smell of orange and lemon within the walls of my toilet, i am happy. what a lovely bubble bath. too bad im too short to stretch totally fully. so i had to lie on my very upper back and neck. and i think soaking in clear water is disgusting. bubble baths are GOOOOOD. nice bath. i could not remember the tune to la vie en rose, so i thought of other stuff instead, like how my holidays were spent. interestingly. and what i didnt do. will elaborate. and what the future holds. a great dazzling deal. the end of my bubble bath. and oops, i left my juicy fruit eaten chewing gum there at the tub. but then again, i left my peppermint eaten chewing gum near my coconut shampoo to sun in the sun. lovely little glob of a dollop thing there, sunning. suntanning. :)
things i have not done this holiday
1. i have not exercised! i want to swim, jog, rollerblade! i desperately want to. i must find my stamina, and SWIM!
2. played around with my drumset. first i was graduating, then i was on holiday, then i was organising parties, now it's half not here. poor fine redwood unused sticks.
3. written. i havent written much, dammit. i want to write the nights away. now that i do, my PRECIOUS notebook is finishing!! and the last 40% of it is covered in purple ink of our holiday goings and my life when we came back! my precious!!!!!!!!!!! i shall cover it in COLOUR tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but then also, blogging is a form of writing. yes.
4. i always like using the end of the year to in a way plan what i want my life to be in the future. but then i briefly did that during my bubble bath and one should be brief about this matter. so its done!
5. have a speech and drama class gathering! hohoho!
im sure there's more but this is enough. i feel sufficiently at peace now. peace then, leo my man! what if i make a friend called leo! i cant possibly put my nickname as 'leo my man!' any longer can i. the things that make us stop the things we do. if you have sufficiently enjoyed this entry, tell me so please. peace!!! i havent used my red inside peace cup by the armpit hair woman my half handwriting twin! wow wow wow. shall i use it for milo? i want to use it for sweet lemonade! on hot hot days! john bean is temporarily rendered gay. he has a flower sort of a earring on one ear. lovely johnny my friend. its 8.56, time for some planning on tomorrow. one day of relaxing at home is ENOUGH! i want to watch the school of rock and see that rock and roll mindmap! and hear that awful rendition of 'memory'. with good company, too.
so now now now now now, goodbye!
moled at 12/29/2003 05:08:00 AM
Sunday, December 28, 2003
last night, was just one of those nights which somehow felt magical enough for me to pick up stargirl to read. oddly enough, it was after my primary class reunion, during which we sat around the barbeque fire and played a number game. when that happens, im reminded of the salt sprinkled sky in the book, the dry, vast desert they went and sat in, the golden sun rays and the lovely name leo.
today i watched love me if you dare. it is absolutely enticingly lovely.
also i saw a flower suitcase. an off white suitcase with blue flowers everywhere. still reminded me of the movie, of queer faraway lands, teenage girls carrying a bean bear and a flower suitcase, traversing the land. it was going for 3000 plus, and you might get a plain white one and draw on your own flowers. white daisies.
mary wants flaming orange hair, like leo, leo in the brilliant guestbook there. mary hates hates balding! balding is disgusting, revolting, grotesque and painfully agonising. just like not being able to sleep at night. which reminds me, insomniac. which reminds me, literature.
i forgot when it fully hit me, but sometime ago i really realised how sex obssessed males are.
that reminds me of john! mayer! when asked, do you consider yourself a songwriter? he said, yes, 5 minutes ago. i didn't use to think so, but 5 minutes ago, it just happened.
when my auntie saw what danielle wrote on me for twist and shout (something along the lines of, you hot chicka, you pint sized purple flame, you butt puncher, movie maker, body shaker) she was rather aghast, and went, 'wah! who wrote this?!?!?! but i can tell she is very good at literature.'
oh, anyway, chatting about little dyed tufts of hair on little boy's heads. goodnight!
moled at 12/28/2003 07:32:00 AM
