Vengeance Is Mine Inc.

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

YOHOHO!!! Today I realised I have stopped feeling like I want to quit school, and all because of tsd. Tsd makes the sun shine bright! My monologue is over, and, it was highly enjoyable to perform! Odd. This is the first time in months on a school night I have kept awake after dinner and stay awake listening to my computer's music and be in the deluding lovely night. I love The Beatles so much now, I listen to them everyday, at least one round of the entire cd. Now they play even in the car in the morning. It's all getting quite insane.

Yesterday after finishing my monologue I felt absolutely dizzy with happiness, I went to the toilet to wash my thick pink and purple makeup for 15 minutes with just water. I inwardly felt so leapy and happy that I decided to wear the British flag red blue and white underwear today.

I can't wait for the June holidays!!!!! i love holidays. i shall be going to 'Rompin', family romp, sit by the beach and read books, stare at the sea, catch fishes, go on day long fishing trips, and it will be quite a lone but crowded thing, going with the family. this june i will try the reverse bungee at clarke quay, the acrobat thing at sentosa, swim and rollerblade and cycle and read and play and type and write and walk and wear clothes other than uniform and have the time of my life. it is lynn's birthday tomorrow, oddly not spending it with her. last year's chocolate feast was splendid. i wonder why people might like licking chocolate off their lovers' bodies. mixed with swear and skin taste. intriguing. today i found myself fascinated by a very sharp tipped knife, maybe i should watch the beheading video! 'poor old nick berg' said the washington dc cna newscaster. 'beheaded son', he referred.

blogging has become peculiar little unnatural spurts, merry christmas. i can't shake out of the english garden party mode, i can't stop speaking in proper english with this little amanda wingfield air in it. mostly, i wish i were in dreamworld now on the tower of terror, the ride that shoots you at lightning, electrifying speed about 20 storeys into the air on a perpendicular straight tower (you dont feel perpendicular though) and you look straight into the sky, there's a split second you hand there and it must be one of the happiest feelings ever, then it shoots backwards while you scream and your face goes all backwards!!!!!!! oh hallelujah, what fun (saying this makes me feel like an awful teletubby). ah monologues tomorrow will be too. i must smell some tea tree oil tomorrow morning. oh, hail overweight pigeons!

moled at 5/18/2004 07:27:00 AM

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