the feeling of just laying back and watch as the remaining days fly past gets so intense day-by-day that it 's hard for you to fight succumbing to that situation. i hate this feeling. then again i love it. i dunno how i'm suppose to feel. it's as if some form of cosmic energy has taken over my whole being and i can't help but to feel elated about the break and at the same time heart-wrenchingly guilty. i'm suppose to use this time to study for the up coming commons. and yet my mind is filled with ways and means i can fill up the days with outings and movies to watch or just to sit down and chill out with my friends. until now, i have never touched my history 1 notes. it was good karma to have gone for malay commons on wednesday instead of capitulating to the desire of staying at home and study. i didn't have to study at all hahaha!
spent the first day of my break in town with my former josephian mates. it was a fun time, tho i must say the movie totally spoilt my whole perception of romantic comedy. "Just Married" was a movie that was a boring and real as a 3-dollar bill.. (if u get the joke). never in my entire life have i wqatched a movie so ickily uniteresting that i was begging to get out of the theatre. seriously, it's not funny! i mean.. i have to give it credit. it did have some moments when i thought the jokes were funny. but it's nothing eng tat or haireez couldn't come up with! it was hell on earth! if you thought "Dude, Where's My Car" was funny and thought to urself that it's an ashton kutcher movie again so it must be that funny. you're dead wrong! it was so painful to watch i fell asleep halfway through. the movie was bad. think of mariah carey in Glitter.. multiply that by 10. u'll find out what i mean. i'm so agitated that i allowed those dumb nutfucks to overpower my decision to watch "The Pianist"! argh! nonetheless, the day turned out alrite after the movie. moods were changed.. we just sat at coffee club express and chat the the night away. left town around a quarter pass nine. catching back on old times was fun.
*note to self: raisin scone with whip cream on the side and cafe latte tastes good at coffee club. and cheap too!*
my parents and second brother are going to KL for the weekend. they asked me to come along but i told my second brother to piss off. there's no way i'm going to spoil this break of mine with a 'family vacation' in KL. i dunno why.. i just dun like it! i wanna stay here.. amidst all the SARS thingamabob. besides i can't miss an episode of cooking master boy! hahaha.. yesh nigel i'm a big fan of the show too! u're not the only one that find great joy in watching that show! hahaha... uall shud really give it a shot! it's a cool show.
dong wrote something in my comments page that made me wonder. he said that i shudn't write blog if i just wanted to bitch or write an open letter to my friends. then weidong.. what is the use of a personal online journal? i shudder to use the word diary.. haha.. it's all about expressing how u feel. and rant about it. what's the use of having a journal if u can't write your inner most feelings. there's no point in being superficial about it. i'm not like you who indeed can write your personal feelings in a nice indirect touch of poetry and flare of language to it. i just get down to the chase. spending a year as cliques shud give you the big bright neon lights billboards indicating that i like to be direct and i can't stand someone who beats about the bush! not happy about it tell it. no point bitching. in which case i didn't. if u thot that was bitching. u have yet to see the best! haha. hmmm.. that's sounds weird. what the hey! in any case.. all is settled now. so forget about it!
*note to everyone out there : blogs = sweet narcissism
"You can reach me by sail boat,
climb a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down the slope,
into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt,
cross the border in a blaze of hope
I don't care how you get here, just - get here if you can"
~ Oleta Adams
