smell of dying cookies
very tired and waiting for shu may to come back online so i can discuss for a while before sleeping. just got back from rj's play. but more on that later.
monday: school, pw, waiting, being dumped by debbie, gaining gerydingo minions, tunnels, buskers, silence, subway, eating, cookies, talking about harry and fleur being a man, watching people, home.
tuesday: kino, bookshelf-wandering, borders, stationery, kino, sitting by poetry shelves, yoshinoya, buying food, honourable friend & home.
wednesday: school, auditorium, sleeping by the sidelines, lunch, school, dance, home, coronation, watching people eat, talking to myself, bus-stop, photo-taking, rjc, happiness, home.
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i'm sleepy. this afternoon's lunch transformed from a sam-and-justin-hot-date to a sam-chilling-with-her-two-pals to justin/shengli/jon male orgy + sam as the extra person who decides what dimsum to order that doesn't taste like fart.
rushed back for dance meeting. there was no dance meeting since no one turned up. i did the warm-ups for modern dance and i think i pulled a muscle trying to touch my toes. i've never done modern dance before. jiching and becky and ailene will attest to the hilarity of my clumsy movements as i teetered my way through warm ups.
went home to change and shower and went to coro to meet shumay, foo and nicholas. was joined by dingo and very much later, yongs, and even more very much later, angela and angela's fried monkey. shums and i took pictures of each other at the bus-stop. the colours are pretty.
there was a dishonourable friends fiasco but i'm too tired to describe it in all it's vivid dramatic hyperbole. only that everyone was upset and crying and yelling and angela bought a fish burger for monkey.
three plays. i didn't like the first one, though the second started out brilliant then died, the third one was punctuated with flashes of brilliance, cliche and boredom. i couldn't judge the acting but faulted most of it to the scripts. i loved the set-up of the third play, it reminds me of an old make-believe in my childhood.
needless to say even though i'm really tired i'm also kind of really happy. God playing tricks again.
monday: school, pw, waiting, being dumped by debbie, gaining gerydingo minions, tunnels, buskers, silence, subway, eating, cookies, talking about harry and fleur being a man, watching people, home.
tuesday: kino, bookshelf-wandering, borders, stationery, kino, sitting by poetry shelves, yoshinoya, buying food, honourable friend & home.
wednesday: school, auditorium, sleeping by the sidelines, lunch, school, dance, home, coronation, watching people eat, talking to myself, bus-stop, photo-taking, rjc, happiness, home.
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i'm sleepy. this afternoon's lunch transformed from a sam-and-justin-hot-date to a sam-chilling-with-her-two-pals to justin/shengli/jon male orgy + sam as the extra person who decides what dimsum to order that doesn't taste like fart.
rushed back for dance meeting. there was no dance meeting since no one turned up. i did the warm-ups for modern dance and i think i pulled a muscle trying to touch my toes. i've never done modern dance before. jiching and becky and ailene will attest to the hilarity of my clumsy movements as i teetered my way through warm ups.
went home to change and shower and went to coro to meet shumay, foo and nicholas. was joined by dingo and very much later, yongs, and even more very much later, angela and angela's fried monkey. shums and i took pictures of each other at the bus-stop. the colours are pretty.
there was a dishonourable friends fiasco but i'm too tired to describe it in all it's vivid dramatic hyperbole. only that everyone was upset and crying and yelling and angela bought a fish burger for monkey.
three plays. i didn't like the first one, though the second started out brilliant then died, the third one was punctuated with flashes of brilliance, cliche and boredom. i couldn't judge the acting but faulted most of it to the scripts. i loved the set-up of the third play, it reminds me of an old make-believe in my childhood.
needless to say even though i'm really tired i'm also kind of really happy. God playing tricks again.