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Friday, December 7, 2007

i had an interesting debate about tyra banks with vanessa. tyra has a lot of impact in the media industry don't you think?

i like her shows. the few times i watched it, it was interesting. yeah. so...

yesterday i told felicia that i'd try to wake up early to play boombang with her. but then... i didn't. as in... i didn't wake up early. not that i didn't try. haiz. i forgot to set the alarm... and no one bothered to wake me up cos... i dun usually want people to wake me up... and if they did i'd be in a bad temper all day. so there.

she said nevermind. but i do. i feel so bad. haiz. and i had a nightmare last night. it was scary. i can't remember what it was about.... but the feeling... when i woke up... it was nothing but a distant memory... but that feeling... that feeling of... dread... and... pain... and... the feeling of... emptiness was still there. it was so very scary.

i don't like nightmares. furthermore, usually when i have them... i forget about them by the time i wake up... except for this ONE dream... that kept repeating over and over again... every single night... it was when i was about... kindergarden... maybe younger. i was so absolutely terrified. i think i was lost... on this stretch of road. where all the shops looked familiar. but for some reason, i couldn't find my way back to my house.

now i know. the shop. it is the barber's shop. opposite my grandmother's house. everytime i pass it, i remember the dream... and that feeling creeps over me again... and its always there.... in the shadows... waiting for me... and when i'm not ready, it'll come... and catch me unawares....

right. so. i think i'll write a ghost story... i can't being myself to write a soppy love story. for some reason or another.

well then. ellen's and oprah's shows are rather interesting too!:D

i still believe that people should believe in magic.

i dunno why.

i think it'll help to believe in magic.

they should also embrace their inner child.

the world would be so much more fun...

if everyone had fun while working

wouldn't you say?

well then...

if magic really exsisted,

how would one do it?

there are so many stories out there about magic.

which version is true?

or is magic a whole other thing?

maybe its truth...

or innocence...

what about...

love.

maybe...

maybe not.

the technicoloured jellyfish?

they are not here anymore...

sometimes.

i think that i should stop this.

people probably think i'm crazy.

lols.

anythingg.

i like writing about random stuff.

and i think...

that this will affect us all.


-HOPEwillNOTworkANYMORE-

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18:07

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

right. so... yesterday night, felicia and i had a rather interesting conversation. i decided that i needed to improve my chinese if i'm too survive school next year. therefore, i made felicia converse with me in chinese. yes. in chinese. and only chinese. doubtless, it made a very funny conversation since i have absolutely no idea how to say half the things i can say in english.

it worked for a while. we talked about 雄哥's cooking... and how she probably pulled the insides of squirrels out herself. and when i said squirrel in english, felicia thought i said jiro. and so, i took the opportunity to describe in detail how 雄哥 would gut jiro and serve him to 盟主 (炎亚纶)who loves her cooking. when they showed a close up of 雄哥's cooking in 终极一家,i thought it looked rather... unique. i will not say bad things about things that 炎亚纶 likes.

because of that, we fought for a while... and ignored each other on the phone while typing away furiously in msn trying to blame each other. in the end, (i have a sudden urge to say "only kindness matters"... blame it on jewel) we decided it was neither's fault. the fault lay on... jiro, the squirrel and 雄哥. all we had to do was apply a little of our own philosophy on this... problem.

after a while, chickenAKAbrandon, joined the conversation. and now, thanks to him, i am DUCK. felicia is FLAMINGO. which is what celeste has been calling her all along. i guess she was right, after all.

it was a rather interesting conversation with chicken. he was rather vocal. thereby screaming a lot. but i still think it went rather well.

according to felicia, her mom bought brandon a chicken bedsheet today thanks to her. apparently, there weren't any bedsheets with flamingo and/or duck prints. people these days do NOT know how to appreciate flamingoes and ducks. i prefer the old days. when they actually took the trouble to breed us. now, they just make us in labs... at least... i think they do... do they? no? ah well. they still don't appriciate us. i mean... you see chicken printed bedsheets everywhere. but do you see flamingo and/or duck printed bedsheets? i sure don't. maybe i just shop in the wrong place. blech.

oh yes. i just remembered. towards the end of our conversation, i kept on calling brandon "dear". it freaked him out. good.

gillian still hasn't come online. she owes me a tag. hmph. she can't find the tagboard, she says.

i just realised that isabel's blog really is stagnant. that's too bad. :(

but justina's isn't :D

i'm bored still.

someone stay up with me.

i feel lonely at night.

no one online...

except the jellyfish that sometimes come out and play with me...

they are technicoloured.

i'm still lonely at night.

those are fragments of my imagination.

to replace the people that aren't there.

at least...

i think they are.

:(

-youLEFTmeWITHOUTanotherWORD-

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18:58

Thursday, November 29, 2007

well...today my mom went and bought some food from some stall that appeared on some television program.

but that's not why i'm posting. i'm sure most of us noticed when cheese said that her dad took her sim card on her pm last night. and i sure that those who noticed probably forgot about it just as fast... thats what any normal person would have done. forget about something that didn't concern them and go back to whatever it was they were doing before they noticed.

but me and felicia we... no one ever said that we were normal. :D we are, after all, ztdhoohsifs... hmmm... in the middle of our conversation last night, i suddenly asked felicia if i should send something to cheese's number about having a boyfriend to play a horrible prank and get her into trouble with her parents. she said that i should send "i love you" to her. but then we realised that our number was probably stored in her phone... with our names... and as evil as we were, we didn't want to be mistaken for something we were not. so i sent her, after much deliberation, "how's things going on between you and greg?" in a seemingly innocent question...

after that, felicia sent her, in mock pretense of concern, "aaron suspects that there is something on between you and greg. Better choose between those two." and we both rolled about in laughter for a bit after that. you have to admit... it was rather funny... especially the prospect of her dad asking her about it...

by then, alethea knew about it... and then proceeded to scare us with thoughts about cheese's dad calling us to ask about her relationships... and about him being overseas... it was scary for awhile... but after we asked cheese our fears were settled... who am i kidding?... we were still freaked out.

the conversation between me and cheese contained a lot of... tension... i was screaming at her for not knowing why her dad took her sim card... and she was screaming back that it had been 6 in the morning and she, like most other normal un-nocternal creatures, wanted nothing better at that time then curl back up in her comfy covers and re-visit the technicoloured jellyfish that occasionally visited her dreams... okay.... so maybe the part about the jellyfish was me... i have weird dreams. i know... but i can't help it... and then i screamed that she was HOPELESS and WU YAO KE JIU... which is basically the same thing.

according to felicia, cheese called her at about ten to scream at her for the prank... and then promised to kill alethea and me after school reopens... its not my fault i like... never mind.

i sorta promised felicia that i would write a soppy love story...

oh yea. before this happened, my driftbud and i were discussing the... sadness of ... something... can't remember. but i remembered that during that conversation we let loose our overactive imaginations and described a very... detailed scene about something rather... amusing, to say the least. :D

-TECHNICOLOUREDjellyfishMAKEmeLAUGH-

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