Archive for June, 2006

What a week. What a month.

Friday, June 30th, 2006

Incredible. June ‘06 will go down as the most eventful month of my life. Like an overblown dramatic epic, or a story gone bad, redeeming itself only at the very last second. I don’t know what to think anymore. Crazy life. Absolutely crazy.
Crazy break-up (what a lifetime ago. I can barely remember the details now), World Cup and insomnia, crazy work (the romance ended when I saw the grease trap), and Jian visiting me for a week. Losing my fair sallow skin for this tan (still burns a little and hot diggity dang it itches), piercing a third hole on my earlobe (never thought I’d do that), making tons of new friends. My mom says that apparently I’ve changed. I guess I did. I don’t know what sparked that change. Maybe all of the above did. Maybe just one of those factors above. I don’t know. I’m bad at being subtle. I wouldn’t have gotten this tan if it wasn’t for you.
Had a dream about you. Don’t think that I ought to have. Goddamn afternoon naps and dreams that stick with you for hours. Don’t know what to do about it. Time to go for a rock concert and headbang you outta me.

My life is …

Thursday, June 15th, 2006

Got this off Rene’s widdle blog. Seemed interesting. I’m not one to do questionnaires but since I love Rene so much, I’ll give this one a try.

[x] You know someone that cares about you.(lots of people, and I’m really thankful. corny, I know.)
[ ] You have a boyfriend/ girlfriend/ fiancee/husband/ wife. (soon la.)
[ ] You have your own room. (soon la.)
[x] You own a cell phone. (will also change soon la.)
[x] You get good grades.(I’ll get better grades soon la. honest.)
[ ] You have an ipod/mp3 player.(don’t need one. music plays in mine head.)
[ ] Your parents are still married. (um ……)
[x] You have more than 2 best friends. (but of course.)
[ ] There is a swimming pool in your backyard.(to collect rainwater? I don’t think so.)
[ ] You live in a house. (more specifically, an apartment.)

T O T A L: 4

[x] You dress how you want to.(aboh then..)
[x] You hang out with friends more than once a week.(it’s almost a nightly thing.)
[x] There is a computer/laptop in your room.(life is incomplete without my lousy laptop.)
[x] You have never been beaten up.(this one is crazy.)
[x] You never cry more than twice a month.(even if I did, I won’t ever tell. not that I do, of course.)
[x] You are allowed to listen to the music if you want to.
[ ] Your room is big enough for you.(I have to share a bed with my mom. what do you think?)
[x] People don’t use you for something you have.(I don’t have anything, and even if they did, it was a mutual using thing.
[x] You have been to a concert.(Michael Jackson!)
[x]You laugh more than twice a day.(how does one count laughter like mine anyway?)

T O T A L: 9

[x] You have over 100 friends on friendster.(just.)
[x] You have pictures on friendster.(poser I am.)
[x] You get allowance.(if not I’ll die.)
[ ] You collect something normal.(I doubt collecting exes is considered normal.)
[x] People don’t make fun of you to be mean.(they bloody hell think they’re funny, though.)
[ ] You look forward to go to school.(NEVER!)
[x] You don’t wish you were someone else.(why should I? I’m pretty damn proud of my idiosyncrasies.)
[ ] You play a sport.(uncontrollable laughter)
[ ](not FOR school) You do something after school.(I don’t think marathon naps count.)
[x] You shower daily.( … )

T O T A L: 6

[ ] You own a car.(my dad owns my car.)
[ ] You usually don’t fight with your parents (oh they can get some nasty.)
[ ] You’re healthy. (more uncontrollable laughter)
[ ] You’ve never had a cavity.(me cavity long time.)
[x] You are happy with your appearance.(on good days, when my dark eye circles are not as obvious.)
[ ] You aren’t self-consious at all.(depends on the situation! I get really self-conscious when I put on make-up, instead of really confident. weird.)
[ ] You have never got a failing grade in your life.(what can I say? I fail and I’m proud of it. But when it comes to the real exam, I’m wicked..)
[x] You have friends.(they could really stop telling me icky things that I don’t ever want to know, though.)
[x] You have so many inside jokes with friends.(so many, but the most memorable one concerns a steering wheel in a white satria.)
[x] You know your parents care and love you.(of course they do. I’m their youngest and favouritest daugher.)

T O T A L: 4

[x] You know what is going on in the world.(I read the papers when I can.)
[x] You care about sooo many people.(but of course.)
[ ] You are happy with your life.(never. I thought I was. I won’t settle for mediocrity any longer.)
[ ] You usually aren’t sick.(but I sometimes pretend that I am to skip class, heh heh.)
[x] You know more than one language.(mais, oui!)
[x] You have a screen name.(several.)
[ ] You own a pet.(technically, no. I could own one, though. I could own Michael Owen or Christiano Ronaldo. they could be my little pets. *taps forefingers together*)
[x] You know the words to more than 5 songs.(Christmas carols, anyone?)
[ ] You don’t have any enemies.(can’t be a bitch if I don’t have any.)
[x] You are happy you’re living.(and there’s so much more to life to see.)

T O T A L : 6

I stopped till here. I couldn’t figure out how to get the percentage.

Sports.

Thursday, June 15th, 2006

Mood: Neurotic
Song: Tender by Blur
Book: The Painted Veil by W. Somerset Maugham

I’m beginning to understand how men can love to watch sports so much. There’s hardly any brain activity involved. Most times, you just follow the movement of a ball. Just one, single ball going back and forth, swing-a-ding-ding. Which, if you read between the lines deeply (or maybe not), you can also begin to understand the way most sports-watching men think.
For something completely different, work’s enjoyable so far. Waitressing. Now that’s something to ponder about. The complex interactions between boss-waitress-customer. Subtleties. Gurney plaza during football season. Eye candy galore.

Work!

Tuesday, June 13th, 2006

After a year’s worth of self-imposed unemployment, I’m getting back to work! Whee whoo! First time trying the F&B line. Getting the jitters already. Imagine me in a little apron and a dodgy little cap. Can’t do it? Well, me neither.
I’ll try not to break any pots and cups. I won’t laugh when I serve the customers either, heh heh. Goddam trial period. Just hire me already! Wish me luck. God knows, I really need it.
On a different note, go Brasil … ! Go Portugal … ! Down with the Germans! Down with the Italians! Down with the Spaniards! phweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!

Dragonflies and motorcycle drive-by’s

Thursday, June 8th, 2006

Lots of dragonflies today, those huge red ones. Rather freaky at first, but eventually they got so beautiful. So beautiful. Wonder what’s with the mass dragonfly appearance. Must be the rains. Soon the birds will come for a free-for-all buffet.
Time to look for a job. Get my ass out of the house and all.

Walking into a wall.

Tuesday, June 6th, 2006

I’m trying, you have to believe me. I’m trying my hardest. It’s just, somehow, all my thoughts go running back to you. I tried to think of other things. Positive things. Things like flying pigs and sweetcakes and limousines and sunsets. You don’t know how frustrating it is when you come creeping into my mind over and over again I want to take a spoon and dig my brains out. I want an Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I want a memory loss. I want to forget, honestly. I just want to forget about you, and my apparent inability to do that is absolutely killing me.

Read: If you’re thinking that this is about you, well, it’s not. Don’t be thick-skinned.