Wednesday, December 16, 2009
23 days or more of not touching this blog, really touching it.
& more lists of to-dos and aspirations, wild dreams.
and yet, another to write some stories- in chinese (not quite surprising, trying to be rather special)
very bored at this particular instant, tired of rummaging through jpeg files & stories of others. Locked in my own tiny space of dignity and restrictions and- freedom of the mind.
I dknw what made me write that but anyhows, hope to launch the shop & the storyblog yet very soon! I've got to make these months ass-kicking and awesomely exciting for myself man. When else dyou get a free 9-month holiday without having to sacrifice anything? Maybe retirement, and you just wait, another half a century, probably.
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Woke up from next door's washing machine sound this dawn. Okay, not exactly dawn, 9:19am. But i slept 0030 this morning reading the random Luoluo novel i picked up from the art room. Yes, i really absolutely love the melancholy to bits, but she needs to shorten her description of a mere disapointment to two words from a hundred. Well, maybe im subconsciously like that too.
{On another note, im falling in love with the word Maybe.}
& my sewing machine needle broke yday. So i had to stop making clothes. (4 pieces & counting!) Maybe i will turn my attention back to making those shoes lugged into Bea's house that day. Hm, i miss painting, i do. & i should.
What happened to the promise of painting & sketching them? The youtube dates? The wonderful stalking them online? Oh oh oh and those crazy ideas of running all over the island for exotic food? Plans never work, darling myself.
Zz & would my com stop producing letters in bold & italics cus i would have to change them back.
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I waaant to work at an art gallery, someone hire me please?
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I love randomness, and i believe that is reciprocated cus my life has been so awesome this year despite the vicious As.
Had fun, had memories, have everlasting friends stand by me, I would like to thankXOXO to THE BIG BOYZ. Yall didnt make my day, but my JC life. I cant believe the way we stood by each other all the time, never fail to remember anything unhappy for more than a lunch period, how we pat each others' shoulders & go 'dont worry, im more retarded', or run in the rain whenever we go out, freeze & laugh, or go on a cheapskate one-for-one HiChew spree, or even make each other ask our (ex)eyecandies for a picture (oops am i not suppose to say that?) & best of all, we had fun in the toilet & prom was made meaningful simply because you guys were there.
& to Bea, thanks for walking to the MRT with me, missed the train with me, took a picture in front of the train station with me, got stalked & taken advantage by that pervert with me, sharing a taxi with me, watching New Moon with me, and the many 'with mes' in the future. Remember our weird lesbian promise we made in Spegeddies!
Loves to Panxy & Char, who never fail to fill the emptiness in me in a normal day or even brighten me up just with the sight of you. I really hate to see any of you missing from school any day. We have to go out once more to break the curse of getting hit by the rain.
feels like im on a awards stage but nonetheless,
XOXO to CEMSTY (:
You guys were there when i was lost about my soul. & i trust that God put you next to me for a real purpose that i would decipher clearly one day. As for now, i'll never forget the SAKAE dates and all that splashes of joy during camps. I hate to say if UB8 will be my last.
Baking tomorrow gets me sooooo excited my goosebumps are protesting!
think simple, & you may find that your life is quite perfect afterall.
♥Mercy.
Y Wonder..