| Untitled Unknown I was told that I was the only asian she knew who spoke like a wog � European � and I�d sound mad on the phone� I smile at the flattering comment with a smidge of uneasiness� =D Untitled 3 Mar 04 Unknown liquid liquefied a splash above me from the boys toilets when I was standing outside talking to friends. I think it�d be worse if I found out what the ick that was. *scrunches up her face* That time of the week again� 10 Mar 04 I have so much to say in what seems like so little time. Thoughts running freely about and undocumented, merely because getting out of the shower to document my thoughts is just way too Felicity. Way too Felicity, but without the �getting out of the shower part to document thoughts� and more of the �wait till the end of the day or week to do so� instead. Also it�s cold and often comes with that uncomfyness of unwanted interruption during showers! *shakes out of fixation on showering after realising the lameness it incurs* My lack of social participation � or rather the lack of social opportunities � is really something that needs to be fixed up immediately. It�s quite sad in both instances of the three lettered word and days going zoom each week is all too familiar. It�s not enough to accidentally bump into good friends and have to leave five minutes later because my ride is waiting for me. The saddest part of this is that I haven�t yet done anything to help the situation. I enthuse that I will make the time this weekend to work out a workable solution to distancing friendships� and find out who�s got that damn bug on their PC which vexatiously continues to influx the thing that is my inbox! A sudden urge to apply the practices of Feng Shui to my bedroom I think, had been triggered by an epiphany on what I�d like to have as representation of my life and my independence. I�ve reserved a wall for the giganamous canvas board that I plan to have covered with my teacher�s, friend�s and family�s art signatures, as well as my own. There�s a big emphasis on �art� though, so I guess I might have to give the less creative people a miss. lol. It is a harsh, harsh world out here� �Some harsher than others. It�s unfortunate to hear that [Mel Gibson and] Jim Caviezel have been physically attacked by protesters for their part in The Passion Of The Christ. I have yet to see it because when I walk out of the cinema after a movie, I�d like to have the satisfaction of knowing that whoever I�m with is someone whom I can discuss the movie with. Especially for such a film that has [unwanted-ly] created so much controversy. My movie bud and atheist Alucard has opposed the idea of her supporting the film in any way, not for anti-Semitic reasons, but for her disgust in forceful religion practices among other similar issues. As [more or less] an atheist myself, I can�t understand her POV and that�s sort of a first for me. Or to be more accurate, I can�t understand her reactions to the film when neither of us has seen it other than the trailers. There seems to be no way for me to convince her to look at it as objectively as I do and I suppose that�s when I realised my lack of incentive towards a lot of issues I�ve come to face over the years. Being objective gives me a chance to introduce ideas for both sides of an issue but in that, may take away the gift of decision-making. I always thought it was best to look at things objectively but boy, making decisions in the past few years have actually been fairly strenuous! It�s a little strange how I never really noticed or cared to. Did I mention that I also got Celerity(2) and Stamina(2) for that vamps game? =) Second-sight and Surprise is to come soon after I send a donating payment to RavenBlack. The reminder of that freakish power surge that was followed by a house alarm going off, my PC restarting and coincidentally, Alucard calling my phone last month will not deter me from finishing this ridiculously long entry and sentence with a fully sick stop. Breathe. Just breathe! Such a circular cycle 14 Mar 04 Not half an hour ago, I gave myself a haircut (yes I really did and it looks fine right now). Not an hour ago, I was gushing out an intense discussion with myself in the shower (I swear all my good thoughts are wasted in moments like this). Not two hours ago, I received a call and caught up with Alucard on the phone (we just hate society sometimes). Going back any further will only aid the embarrassment and disappointment of blah blah blah! My PC is infected with a virus or more and is probably embedded with a hackers access program that I can�t get rid of (I will never go to a crack ware site again and once more for the fans I just hate society sometimes). I have not dared to go online to check my emails or play that nifty vamps game� *gets a bit teary* So let�s recap the last few days *mumbles*; cut hair by myself, have a discussion with myself� shower� *mumbles* yaha� good thoughts wasted� *thought granted* ah yes hate society� disappoint me� blah� infected with virus and prone to hackers� can�t check� online� *sarcastic* Oh yes! Standard day with the exclusion of pretty much everything mentioned. �Thrilled� is just too respectful of a word. I did however, enjoy the discussion I had with myself in the shower. Actually it was maybe even a bit of self reflection and reflection of others when I think about it� and sounding more and more sad as I go! >_< I had contemplated about the state of my social life. How far off from �sad� will I have to go before I even make �sad� sad to use! For reasons of my being socially inactive (not by choice), I feel like I�m starting to become socially inept. Perhaps it is who I have started to socialize with that makes me feel this way? That because I don�t necessarily bond like glue with this person I feel socially inept? The partial truth of that is a little overwhelming� I can usually bond with just about anyone, whether they like me or not. Something else is pulling my down. It also got me thinking about my dating life (which is again inactive) and guys these days. One thing that I completely dislike is being looked at by a guy (more than one could assume as an accident) but don�t get spoken to, so whatever that person was thinking just goes unheard by the ears of the person being looked at. There are generally two possibilities a person (guy) would look at you not accidentally: 1. They like something about you, or 2. They don�t. I was lining up at KFC to buy lunch where a guy kept looking over at me and not that I know what he was thinking, I get the impression that he wanted to say something. Something that may be nothing. But it was nothing anyway because that something wasn�t said. There are too many instances of this (and I�m not talking about KFC). It becomes exceptionally annoying and every now and then (like now!) I have to wonder: am I really veering towards the more permanent side of permanency in cross-eyed territory? I mean seriously, I know the whole shebang like the back of my hand, which is why it�s so easy for me to interpret any 2D-into-3D picturesque. Sure I can see clearly and straight but I fear that may be deteriorating� in opposite directions� *ahem* Or of course they could be looking at me for a reason that's entirely different. *shrug* Semi-conscious states annoy, but the conscious state horrifies 21 Mar. 04 Last night I had one of those semi-conscious sleeps only to be not helped by a call from Kay early this morning. I had one of these a few weeks back before an assignment was due and last night followed a rather similar pattern. Although I hate to be deprived of my sleep, I continually tried to change the course of the dream I had, because it involved an adrenaline-pumping run through a moonlit path with an immense gathering of trees and bushes to which was assisted by the growling of some unseen animal. The fun didn�t end there though, oh no, I took a deadly plunge off a cliff edge at the end of the path. Initially I dreamt of Lorelai, Sookie and Kirk taking a plunge off the edge and floating feather-like towards the ground. In my attempt to change the ending [for some reason], myself and a couple of friends returning from seeing friends DJ at a rave, jumped of the edge and was saved by a trapeze-styled net. The two DJ�s (friends) were hott for me [for some reason again] and when I gave them a hug, they were uncomfortably close and wouldn�t let me go until we left a short while after. It was all simply ugh really. I hate my dreams. Thank god Kay called and woke me up. It�s her birthday on Monday so we were trying to figure something out to celebrate. Because of the extremely late notice, we decided not to do anything after hours of catching up and story telling. Heh. It reminded me of something that happened a couple of weeks back. What happened was that I offered to check out the Uni campus with Alucard because I�ve been in that area for three weeks of Summer School so I might be of some assistance. We were at the station nearby to return home when we sat on a bench to wait for the train. Beside us on the other bench was an overweight man possibly in his mid to late 20�s in an off-white singlet, shorts and thongs, and started to talk to us. I�m sorry, but one look and I couldn�t look in that direction no more. The state he was in reminded me of Homer Simpson after a full belly (pun not intended). He distinctively inquired about our marital status by not asking if we have partners, but developing a conversation that led to him saying �so why don�t you just move in with your boyfriend?� That smart-arse! Alucard was doing all the talking because she knew I just didn�t want to, so she replied with all these false (although sometimes true) info. lol. The guy made an impressive move to manoeuvre that question into the conversation I have to say, but I mean really, if your out amongst others, an effort to dress appropriately really helps balance everything out regardless of whether you�re one of those beautiful people or dead ugly. People are just saying now, �she�s a bitch and so shallow� but I�m just stating a known fact. It�s the principle of having self-respect and respect for others. Harsh but true, I know. Deal. *laughs* I was trying to find out how to block TCP ports [for security reasons] on the web and stumbled upon a link in a forum signature to a columnist for The Miami Herald. I started reading a few of his articles and read one (last dot point) which took me back to a couple of weeks ago when I saw the same ridiculous fashion trend in the very grounds of my school! I always assumed it was a myth that took place in Hollywood movies that was made to primarily associate with teen skaters, as I�ve never seen anyone create such an offence in real life. The guy was [I think] in the same grade as I am and was queuing up to buy lunch. I don�t think I ever want to be in that position again, the one behind anyone with the waistband of their pant below their waist. I was nervous for the guy to tell you the truth. That waistband was almost at his knees from behind, which totally defeats the entire need for pants in the first place. The fact that he actually had the audacity to wear a belt with this was a complete mystery to me. He might have had one hand holding the front of the pant so he wasn�t entirely uncool. No no. It takes more than that. He�d be entirely uncool if someone spilt hot chocolate on the front of his shirt and his free hand was holding onto his lunch. lol. Or you know, some other equivalent scenario. lol. Later that night: My mum saw me using a pore-cleansing strip on my nose once and wanted to try one herself, so I helped put it on and helped take it off. As I was taking it off, the strip�s adhesive stretched her skin out and the tip of her nose rose, making her look like what would essentially be considered as an imitation of a pig. *laughs* Since her face was completely relaxed and thus more pliable, from my POV (being two inches or so shorter) it just really cracked me up. I was at the point of giving up and letting her remove it because I was laughing so hard! I�m so pathetic these days. lol. Reminds me of Pig boy in The Chronicle: News From The Edge. Too funny. lol. Never kiss a girl on the first date � Never say never. Never be stupid enough to pull on a loose thread � Never be stupid enough to pull on a loose thread. 23 Mar 04 If you happen to see a loose thread on the inside of your newly bought knitted shirt, don�t pull it. �_� Did I mention I got: A wicked, striped, cushy sun mat? Some wicked new underwear? A wicked set of chalk pastels? A wicked refurbished timber bedroom floor? A wicked Buffy Season 5 complete DVD box set? A wicked revamp of my virus/hacker infested, stupid Windows PC? A wicked �rid-of� Neutrality(1)? A wicked sense of unhealthy calmness one week before the Half Yearlies? A wicked hoodie with a bear-like hood and gloves? Some wicked tired and somewhat miserable Uni friends? A wicked data cable for my phone that doesn�t seem to work? A wicked sleep deprived headache? A wicked over-use of wickedness? Untitled 24 Mar 04 My toenail is purple and I think I�m about to get nauseous� Untitled 27 Mar 04 I lent a felt tip pen to a classmate to use to the lesson and she returned it to me inkless. *appears baffled* Who does that (besides her of course)?! Out of ink: bin: inform me: no biggy. Tsu�! Untitled 28 Mar 04 I dropped a toilet freshener in the toilet while trying to change it and I had to put my hand down the bowl to get it back! *shivers repeatedly* What�s worse is I didn�t even think about rubber gloves in those couple of minutes debating with myself on whether I should reach down for the freshener or not. >_< Untitled 29 Mar 04 �You deposit 1234 coins� � What a strange coincidence! |
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