so...i'm going to try to keep this blog alive. hopefully.
yesterday, when i was on the lrt, battling the ill effects of inertia, i saw a guy who had nice shoes and had a sticker on his bag that began with 'if you don't fight...' and god knows how it ended because the end of the sticker was facing the other way and i couldn't see it. i don't know why i remember this, honestly.
so i was in kinokuniya, looking for some artsy-fartsy materials for my oh so ambitious holiday project, and i realized that i really can't read anymore. i mean, i can't stand looking at large amounts of words stringed together. i think spm broke my brain. :( but i am attempting to read come dance with me, by russell hoban. hopefully, i'll talk about it in a blog entry after i've finished reading it. which may take a while, seeing as to how slow my reading pace is.
oh and i got myself a fisheye . because i am a brat. i still need the film, though. woe.
my dad is contemplating whether we should make a trip to Bali for his friend's wedding next month. i hope we will, eventhough the family's going to vietnam a few short weeks to "experience a country that sleeps at 11 every single night" before that. mehh.
life goes by very slowly nowadays. besides feeling so very unrested when we have laundry on the line for fear of rain wetting our garments and contemplating whether or not i should actually do my theory of music homework and tutoring my sister on maths and science (!!!), i really don't do anything productive at all so: if anyone is feeling as bored as i am, please please tell me and we'll eat ice-cream and rant about madonna's shoes size or whatever; misery loves company.
yesterday, when i was on the lrt, battling the ill effects of inertia, i saw a guy who had nice shoes and had a sticker on his bag that began with 'if you don't fight...' and god knows how it ended because the end of the sticker was facing the other way and i couldn't see it. i don't know why i remember this, honestly.
so i was in kinokuniya, looking for some artsy-fartsy materials for my oh so ambitious holiday project, and i realized that i really can't read anymore. i mean, i can't stand looking at large amounts of words stringed together. i think spm broke my brain. :( but i am attempting to read come dance with me, by russell hoban. hopefully, i'll talk about it in a blog entry after i've finished reading it. which may take a while, seeing as to how slow my reading pace is.
oh and i got myself a fisheye . because i am a brat. i still need the film, though. woe.
my dad is contemplating whether we should make a trip to Bali for his friend's wedding next month. i hope we will, eventhough the family's going to vietnam a few short weeks to "experience a country that sleeps at 11 every single night" before that. mehh.
life goes by very slowly nowadays. besides feeling so very unrested when we have laundry on the line for fear of rain wetting our garments and contemplating whether or not i should actually do my theory of music homework and tutoring my sister on maths and science (!!!), i really don't do anything productive at all so: if anyone is feeling as bored as i am, please please tell me and we'll eat ice-cream and rant about madonna's shoes size or whatever; misery loves company.
3 comments:
hey join the club..i can actually feel myself rotting away..LOL
haha. don't worry, we deserve it after months of "slaving" away devotedly to the books (this is probably only directed at esther, cause i sure didn't do much slaving ;p) but yea. we all don't do anything productive. thats the point! :) and you changed blogs again!
okay, so you switched blogs. update ah then! while im free to read that is ;p
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