Okay I figure I ought to blog..
I went to watch westside story yesterday! Abrupt ending aside [which kind of spoilt it], the singing and dancing were just wonderful. I wouldn't rate it as a must-watch but you won't regret going. (: I really wouldn't mind going for it again. (: -repeat- I REALLY wouldn't mind going for it again. ((:
okay blog over I think. I'm in for blogger's block. sounds vaguely rhymey.
Maybe the juices are drying up. Does one have only a certain amount of inspiration before it gets all used up? Maybe I should have spread them all out...
Have you ever realised how, sometimes, when you feel all blue, it isn't what people say that counts, but who says it? Like how the most well-meaning person can blabber on and on, but if he/she isn't a kindred spirit, it really doesn't matter even if the person's saying the right things. And how if he/she Is someone you like [for that moment anyway], even talking about umbrellas will bring a smile to your face.
okay I feel myself getting all melodramatic again. The whole funk thing. Hannah says I "get quite worked up about some things" and she's well. very right. I do get terribly worked up over some things and cannot for the life of me understand how she takes me when I get into that state. Like I apparently am in now. I think I'd be very eww-ed by me if I'm someone else. So here's a BIG THANK-YOU to all my wonderful friends who love me and I love you too!
I think I should stop blogging.
Yes. I have decided.
I shall stop blogging for awhile. hiatus, sabbatical [heretical?], walkabout, disappearance, space-travel, etcetcetc.
If you miss me give me a call [you ought to have my number] and ask me out. I do letters too. And other primitive forms of communication. smoke signals, whatever.
tooddles. -waves a nochalant hand in the air. I'm off to do my own thing. stroll to the moon, write ungrammatical letters, paint venacular purple wishywashy vibes [I have absolutely no idea what that sentence meant- I just had a picture in my head that was swishy purple and black], take part in anti-government riots, floss my teeth, and learn how to do smoke signals.
Be good everyone. Don't do anything that I wouldn't. Love you.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
I've been pretty angsty lately, discovering some truths of the adult world, and hating it. There's so much to say and I could go on and on but I think I'd rather not. Maybe because it isn't time yet.
So I shall talk about the rugby sevens. (:
They were great! Much thanks to sean's dad who had vip tickets [although I'm not sure he didn't regret it, seeing the amount of noise we made] or maybe they weren't exactly tickets; I don't know, but I do know that that ticket was worth way more than a hundred bucks. And it was definitely worth it. (: I mean, I went last year too, but it was urmm. different. The grandstands man, that's where it's at. The grandstands contain the atmosphere, and let me tell you, atmosphere is everything. I'm serious. The difference is palpable. In the stands , the match between south africa and france is so exciting, it's heart-stopping. Outside, even Samoa and New Zealand can't catch my attention. The grandstand rocks! Everyone's dressed up, yelling their heads off and dancing away. Everyone gets caught up in the thrill and becomes part of the spirit. It's so wonderful to be involved in it all. (: Screaming frantically for japan [you guys tried hard man. yr good!], cheering- no, bellowing for south america as they win the match during the last play, making witty jokes [oh look they're waiing for the egg again], and oh my gosh can I even begin with the food?? Lunch was apple crumble, cheese cake, chocolate tarts, spring rolls, smoked salmon sandwiches, bacon, tomatoes with mozerella, etcetcetc and dinner was lamb stew, thai pineapple rice, two different kinds of pasta, sauteed cabbages, strawberry shortcake, african tarts, three different kinds of salads, chicken rendang and get this- salmon and tuna sausages.
Not to mention te free flow of drinks (: 100 plus, coke, ice lemon tea, fosters beer and wine. Did you know that 100 plus mixed with fosters and wine is pretty nice? hehheh..
I promise I didn't get drunk. I probably wasn't even high. (:
The experience was fantastic. We slipped out of the balcony and downstairs to the bleachers cz that's where all the dressed up people were. Funky-ness was the order of the day. There were "birds", Elvis and his disco girlfriend, afros, clown wigs, painted faces galore and even the Mask. (: The guys said that the day before, drunken cavemen [flintstone and friends] had jumped from the stands to the floor [can you believe that? it's one storey high!], evaded security and ran across the playing field with six men chasing them. haha. Atmosphere! The entire crowd was bent on having fun, and that was that. Fun was the order of the day, and it was definitely, undeniably, wonderfully achieved. (: Blowing on a fosters' whistle jug thing, stomping on the bleachers, dancing with the songs... just generally letting ourselves go and everyone just had suc a great time. Screaming "GO SAMOAAAA" and "GO FIIJIIIIII!!!" was an incredible adrenaline high and during each game it was like my screamings could determine the winner. hahaha. But I really think the crowd at least could hear my passionate battlecry of FFFFFFFFIIIIIIIIIIIJJJJJJJJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! And I am SO proud to announce that Fiji is that cup winner of the Singapore Rugby Sevens. (: Big fat happy grin.
Oh and sean promised I could have the bag and shirt. Big fat happy happy grin.
seesee told you my sunday was good. Even supper was prety fun. The next day my voice was rather deep and husky but it wasn't really obvious unless I talked to the whole class. haha. But hey I've always thought sore throats and coughs are fun. erm. or the fun sick things to have. haha.
yayy.. a gorgeous sunday, a three day week this week, baking with sab tomorrow, meeting the girls on thurday, westside on sat... what more could I ask for? Bliss. ((:
So I shall talk about the rugby sevens. (:
They were great! Much thanks to sean's dad who had vip tickets [although I'm not sure he didn't regret it, seeing the amount of noise we made] or maybe they weren't exactly tickets; I don't know, but I do know that that ticket was worth way more than a hundred bucks. And it was definitely worth it. (: I mean, I went last year too, but it was urmm. different. The grandstands man, that's where it's at. The grandstands contain the atmosphere, and let me tell you, atmosphere is everything. I'm serious. The difference is palpable. In the stands , the match between south africa and france is so exciting, it's heart-stopping. Outside, even Samoa and New Zealand can't catch my attention. The grandstand rocks! Everyone's dressed up, yelling their heads off and dancing away. Everyone gets caught up in the thrill and becomes part of the spirit. It's so wonderful to be involved in it all. (: Screaming frantically for japan [you guys tried hard man. yr good!], cheering- no, bellowing for south america as they win the match during the last play, making witty jokes [oh look they're waiing for the egg again], and oh my gosh can I even begin with the food?? Lunch was apple crumble, cheese cake, chocolate tarts, spring rolls, smoked salmon sandwiches, bacon, tomatoes with mozerella, etcetcetc and dinner was lamb stew, thai pineapple rice, two different kinds of pasta, sauteed cabbages, strawberry shortcake, african tarts, three different kinds of salads, chicken rendang and get this- salmon and tuna sausages.
Not to mention te free flow of drinks (: 100 plus, coke, ice lemon tea, fosters beer and wine. Did you know that 100 plus mixed with fosters and wine is pretty nice? hehheh..
I promise I didn't get drunk. I probably wasn't even high. (:
The experience was fantastic. We slipped out of the balcony and downstairs to the bleachers cz that's where all the dressed up people were. Funky-ness was the order of the day. There were "birds", Elvis and his disco girlfriend, afros, clown wigs, painted faces galore and even the Mask. (: The guys said that the day before, drunken cavemen [flintstone and friends] had jumped from the stands to the floor [can you believe that? it's one storey high!], evaded security and ran across the playing field with six men chasing them. haha. Atmosphere! The entire crowd was bent on having fun, and that was that. Fun was the order of the day, and it was definitely, undeniably, wonderfully achieved. (: Blowing on a fosters' whistle jug thing, stomping on the bleachers, dancing with the songs... just generally letting ourselves go and everyone just had suc a great time. Screaming "GO SAMOAAAA" and "GO FIIJIIIIII!!!" was an incredible adrenaline high and during each game it was like my screamings could determine the winner. hahaha. But I really think the crowd at least could hear my passionate battlecry of FFFFFFFFIIIIIIIIIIIJJJJJJJJIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! And I am SO proud to announce that Fiji is that cup winner of the Singapore Rugby Sevens. (: Big fat happy grin.
Oh and sean promised I could have the bag and shirt. Big fat happy happy grin.
seesee told you my sunday was good. Even supper was prety fun. The next day my voice was rather deep and husky but it wasn't really obvious unless I talked to the whole class. haha. But hey I've always thought sore throats and coughs are fun. erm. or the fun sick things to have. haha.
yayy.. a gorgeous sunday, a three day week this week, baking with sab tomorrow, meeting the girls on thurday, westside on sat... what more could I ask for? Bliss. ((:
Saturday, April 08, 2006
okay i'm going to shamelessly copy from gayle cz i'm too tired!!
"went for bowling again, about the same group of people. cept nick, kendrick, bj and yingquan also came along. (:
me and rachel. my bowling partner. together, we're the bowling losers!!!!! :D hahaha. you really should watch us.and rachel even more so (not lousier, but funnier. haha) she THROWS the bowling ball and it went BACKWARDS once.wilfred and joe were at/almost a hundred points and me/rachel were at TWENTY NINE. ain't we brilliant!!i think we stayed at fourteen points for like 3 rounds. see we're brilliant AND consistent. (:
and we made up a song for wilfred cos he challenged us for bowling and obviously we lost like crazy. i thought it was pretty good stuff and it came with ACTIONS tooo how cute right but wilfred wouldn't let us be nice to him and sing for him how ungrateful. tsk. so we sang for terrence in the end. (:
went to cityhall, had dinner from SUBWAY (i had three chocolatechip cookies), walked, and walked, and walked somemore from the esplanade (we ate at the rooftop terrace!!! =)) to fullerton hotel, around/near clarke quay area, and BACK to the esplanade. !!! (: haha.
little things count, don't they?"
:)
"went for bowling again, about the same group of people. cept nick, kendrick, bj and yingquan also came along. (:
me and rachel. my bowling partner. together, we're the bowling losers!!!!! :D hahaha. you really should watch us.and rachel even more so (not lousier, but funnier. haha) she THROWS the bowling ball and it went BACKWARDS once.wilfred and joe were at/almost a hundred points and me/rachel were at TWENTY NINE. ain't we brilliant!!i think we stayed at fourteen points for like 3 rounds. see we're brilliant AND consistent. (:
and we made up a song for wilfred cos he challenged us for bowling and obviously we lost like crazy. i thought it was pretty good stuff and it came with ACTIONS tooo how cute right but wilfred wouldn't let us be nice to him and sing for him how ungrateful. tsk. so we sang for terrence in the end. (:
went to cityhall, had dinner from SUBWAY (i had three chocolatechip cookies), walked, and walked, and walked somemore from the esplanade (we ate at the rooftop terrace!!! =)) to fullerton hotel, around/near clarke quay area, and BACK to the esplanade. !!! (: haha.
little things count, don't they?"
:)
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