I have failed countless times to update this blog, and I have a feeling no one really reads anymore. However, since this was where I started writing it always feels most comforting to return to write short bit about my life here

I was browsing today this article where a number of individuals had submitted pictures or scans of their teenage diaries. I have hardly graduated out of teenhood myself; once a very interesting character told me that you don't truly stop being a teen until you've passed 25 years of age. Sometimes not even then. Yet I can't help but look at (the now hidden) entries that used to chronicle my life in secondary school and then in junior college. I was a very different person then, and yet, not so.

As I write this now, I am waiting for myself to fall asleep, for the memories in my head to die down so I may just tumble into a nice dreamless sleep.

Yet sleep evades me, as it naturally does when you need to wake mere hours later for the most important task of school. It feels so new all over again, because people just come and go and come back again.

But enough of my rambling, I should really try to at least close my eyes and lay down, and hope that eventually sleep will take me.

To all those people who left my life, I miss you. You know who you are

<3 M

torstaina, kesäkuuta 02, 2005

multitasking is a woman's job

mystery man appeared in my dreams again last night. its been some time since he has. anyways, for those who aren't in the know, mystery man is this guy who is my husband in my dreams. for some reason, he turns up once in awhile, and we're ALWAYS part of the wedding OR newly weds in dream land. and for reasons unknown, i only recognize him while i sleep and when i wake up the memory of his face and voice are by default obliterated from that hazy thing thing we call the mind. i only know that he is present in my dreams, but never know who he is actually.

yep. so. mystery man. this time we were trudging through snow, hand in hand. i was cold, and my gloves were wet through and through, so he warmed my hands in his. (everyone go awwww....) then we reached our house and i started to do the laundry ( i actually dreamt of laundry). then i prepared dinner and we ate in silence as it grew dark outside. i recall that our conversation at the table was about ECONS. and so it haunts me in my dreams as well. humph. anyways, we then sat on the sofa together, and suddenly i was woken up by that awful alarm clock of mine. sigh. quite a pleasant dream, if you ask me. but not as good as the previous one where i got serenaded. yes, i always remember the dreams in which mystery man chooses to appear in. and NO i don't want to find out who mystery man is for it will kill the suspense. i'm better off not knowing anyways. *smiles wistfully to herself*

time to advertise for ANDREW *waves* please contact me ASAP if you are interested in going for the Ngee Ann Poly band concert on the 11th of June @ Ngee Ann Poly Convention centre, tickets cost $6. see, very cheap, even more reason to GO. yep. i'll bring signs right andrew? lol. yea, so contact me asap so i can contact the NP band ppl for the tics. i'll be collecting money for the tickets on their behalf.

if econs in reality isn't enough, i still have to face it in dream land. *sighs* but well, sometimes you cannot help it when you dream abt unpleasant things. as long as there is more pleasant than unpleasant in the dream i'm happy.

today. well, i came late to school, reached only at 9.50. and i rushed to LT3 where i thought the lecture was being held. i was horrified when i noticed that no one in the LT was familiar, and so i rushed off. i checked around but couldn't find anyone, so in the end, i just gave up altogether, and sat down to complete my econs essay plans. bleah.

and YES, i did get a earful because i did not turn up for that lecture. so annoying. why? because i was the only one scolded, though some ppl who didn't turn up in the morning, turned up in the aftnoon. FINE. i don't give a hoot about what she said to me, but i am annoyed that i was the only one whom she chose to pick on. thats not new, its just UNFAIR. hah.

i thought ms mexico should have won ms universe, but ms canada did instead. well, she gave a short and sassy answer, but not really something very far from 'world peace'. i do agree that the people that enter the pageant are getting smarter and smarter, just that the smart ones don't necessarily reach the stage where they are asked questions. and those who do are a precious few. and what irks me the most is how politically correct they are all the time. everything is a model answer nowadays. *exaggerated yawn* how come pageants don't allow contestants who actually have their own opinions or freedom of speech? oh ya, its because of (surprise surprise) world peace. we don't want an argument started now do we? *smirks*

this year's pageant was a particularly bad one, not that i really watch ms universe, but well, its was apparent just from the introductions that this group is more air headed than the previous ones. ms singapore is smart. just that she never made it to the semis. in fact, i don't recall a time where singapore has EVER made it to the semis. but then again, i don't really watch (i usually catch the intro, the part where they fall, and a few snippets here and there if i'm free), so i'm not accurate when it comes to these things.

05A202 had a capital time sharing our views on the abovementioned topic. even demos. (sashay ppl) particularly the introductions part. haha. justin is a really good person to approach if you want to here some funny (and rather mean) comments and demos about and of the contestants. lol. he was annoyed because there was no CSI that night because of ms universe.

my personal opinion on the pageant? PHOOEY. yep. the representatives of each country aren't the most beautiful in their country, they are the most beautiful in the eyes of the american culture. i mean, think about it, really. for one, the emcees are ALWAYS american. we always have to accomodate if we want to watch the live telecast because its held at a time where the americans watch it. most of the judges are american, as are the sponsors. (donald trump always sponsors it. i get a kick out of seeing him in his pink tie and his beautiful young sexy accessory permanently attached to his arm) and for some reason, the yankee representative always makes it to the top 15.

a country wouldn't send in a rep who is voluptuous, even if that is what their society views as beautiful. nope. they rather send in an air headed half starved monkey to prance on that stage, most of the time in outfits that don't have enough material. you can't blame a girl for being poor. or perhaps the smiles vanish backstage and turn into brawls in the changing rooms. you'll never know when it comes to competitions. *shrugs* my pt is, why even bother participating if thats the case. sometimes i do pity the girls because ppl like me and my classmates exist, who pick on them for every lil thing, from the gown to their english (which very many succeed in butchering till even i start wincing in pain). but i don't really like the pageant idea in the first place. its too...fake. besides, beauty is in the eye of the beholder (oh i know, i know, that is annoyingly cliche, but i'm trying to prove a pt here.)

oh before i get carried away and forget this very important part of my post....

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERIC!!!!

i'm so sorry i wasn't free today to go out with you and celebrate, but i hope you enjoy your day to the max. may the year ahead be a great one for you. *muackz*

hah, and i think i better whisk myself back to my work, before i fall asleep. 4 more essays to do by tomorrow. DIE.

toodles~

marlz

torstaina, kesäkuuta 02, 2005

multitasking is a woman's job

6/02/2005 10:30:00 ap.

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