Goodbye thy broken soul,
You shall not rest in peace.
Each day passes without sleep or rest.
Your soul lies on your withered headstone
Which is never visited.
Goodbye thy broken soul.
dark poem written by someone very close to me. to think that there's actually someone like emily the strange around. i wonder what was going through the mind of the writer. i wonder what inspired/provoked the writer to present this poem as a gift to my parents on their 19th wedding anniversary.
i wonder why my seven year old sister, therese did all that, HAHAHA! but isn't she almost genius? maybe better than vannie's students?
):
so i roamed around and got myself a (or is it an) lj (since the letter L is pronounced as AEHL) and wordpress account, WHICH I HATE EVEN MORE BECAUSE IT'S TOO CLEVER FOR ME!
pft.
what happened? i took 6 hours to realise the above, i wrote a letter, i thought up a party, i got asked to fill in for a gig but is drummer-less, i had free lunch, i read urban, i haven't bathed. i haven't done any dumbells. and i must be fat and smelly now.
SUCH A LAZY DAY TODAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. i need some excitement. like joo ji hoon (: can i be your slave/maid/carpet/blanket/t-shirt/face towel/bath towel/underwear?
eh, i just want to be an inanimate object la, what?!
(:
but first, i have to experiment with nail polish, because they behave very differently from water colour, which is my first love (: before i can experiment, with them, i need to buy them. and i need MONEY to buy them. rawrs!
(pause)
i have just returned from day dreaming about being a free-lance nail artist, where people come to my place to seek my services through word of mouth.
i even have a cool tiered pricing system, not for price discrimination, but for ease of complexity in design. i'm not gonna use those lousy nail art pens, i'm going to use 000-brushes. how small are 000-brushes? i think it'd be safe to say that they're about the thickness of 20 strands of human hair. oooooo i lurrrrrveeeee them. i can't work with big brushes. so clumsy. or rather, i am clumsy. hahahah.
maybe i should start with a volunteer, like my aunt or my cousin, then their friends/colleague will see and ask where they got their nails done, then they'd pass out this cool namecard with my name on it!
but i need to start my experiments soon. and i'd need to have a RANGE of colours. not just colours i like. ahhahahah :D and then i'd have to come up with designs!!!!!!!!!!!!!11 OOOOOO SO EXCITINGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
but i'm immobile now
joo ji hoon, will you _______ me?
van, you're not allowed to fill that in! HAHA.
i think my friendship with van is a pretty strange one. we're everyday valentines to one another, but we don't really talk to each other much, other than the occasional and oddly enticing "quarrels". o, and in the past, daring each other to do stupid things, like smile at random cute ang mohs along orchard road. hahaha. yes, in general we don't talk much, do we? but somehow i feel like should there come a day when we do want to talk, talk, we'll be there for each other (: YES VAN, YOU BETTER BE THERE. if not i'll squish your long hee...... heair.. :D
anyway, i'm in a cast now. a pink one at that. the nurse ask me to choose between a bright gaudy orange and a well, pink. so i chose the pink one instead. so now i look like one of those lop-sided disgusting-sweet-pink santarinas for about, 15 inches, from my mid-calf downwards. heh. they really look like those christmasy boots. just that mine's a slipper cast, how cool is that. so it has a sole, but my toes are exposed. how genius. but the wrapping is really ugly. i was lying there as 2 nurses attended to my foot, now and then reminding me to "relak yur nih" (relax your knee). was thinking how i would have done a better job cos this cast has like odd lumps and sticky bandage to hold the cotton down at the underside. ee.
have i already mentioned that i have not one, no, not two, but THREE fractures? (: yes. i do. the doctor just realised today.
and this is to my baby for leeching our dinner the past few nights (i don't mind at all :D),
THANK YOU (:
jo is a happy girl because she has the best kind of friends ever. the ones who buy chocolate and offset it's fattening effects with corn, the ones who buy mags for me to kill time, the ones who come over and play mahjong, the ones who come over and watch dvds with me (and brings the dvds too), the ones who lie so that i'll be even happier, the ones who come surprised me like 3 times so far (on my birthdays and this), the ones who buy zi char and guo tie to have dinner with me, the ones who talk cock and make fun, the ones who play tortoise (or was it turtle) and come up with different animals!.....
(happy sigh)
haha.
went for bren's christmas party yesterday and the food was soooo goood. and that makes jo fat, overweight and bespectacled. (GLARES AT VAN) lol. hahaha you know i love you everyday valentine. anyway it was good fun hanging out with the bunch of people yesterday again, and i didn't even have to lift a finger to get my food! cos they served me. hahahah. i do feel kinda guilty. and fat. cos i don't get to move around. thank you all :D
3 days to christmas, i think last year i was frantically counting down the christmas and coming up with wishlists. what happened to this year?
and as if my fractured foot is not enough to keep my hands busy (no pun intended), i just got sore eyes. i dunno how
(:
boy am i glad i'm back from shanghai, hangzhou and suzhou.
in china, size matters. the bigger you are, the more authority and power you wield. for example, the pedestrian crossings on the road. they are there just to show that you can cross the road at that place. but just as you process the thought that vehicles would give way to the unassuming pedestrian, BAMMM!!!!! you would be hit by them. what the hell is the purpose of a pedestrian/zebra crossing there? might as well just jay walk all over.
in china, i can't decide if you are what you eat. because we ate a lot of unidentifiable things. pallid white floating things which taste like a cross between toufu and fishcake. weird eh? thought the sound of glass noodles seems palatable? wait till the semi-transparent long slimy thing slides out of a gooey brown starchy gravy onto your stained chinese soup spoon. oh, and who can forget the hugeee mounds of rice dished out on a squeaky lazy suzy every meal? btw, that's why you're lucky. when you're not, the rice come in blocks. yes, BLOCKS. do they use leftover rice?
HRMMMMMMMMM.
well besides the horrible food and traffic, china is surprisingly charming. or at least shanghai, suzhou and hangzhou. shanghai has this old world meets new world feel that i haven't experienced before. not that i'm very well travelled la. heh.
went to the cna hq in shanghai, and boy is it small!!!!! we heard that it was small, but the kind of small is like, a 3-room flat without the kitchen area. our piece to cameras were about musical boxes. it was pretty cool :D andigotbestptc :D hahahaha YAY!
shopping there was soooo nice. i mean for the places where you can bargain. because i love a good bargain :D a lot! bought a lot of sweets and stuff.
the sightseeing places were pretty interesting. and i was lucky to have a very nice roommate called charlyn :D and another good travel mate called afifah :d took many nice and silly pictures that i'm too lazy to upload.
or maybe i will. because all my plans for the holidays have been ruined. not that i had a lot to begin with.
but why?
BECAUSE I DAMN CLEVERLY FRACTURED SOME PART OF MY STUPID FOOT
how?
walking down the stairs towards braddell mrt.
SOTP LAUGHING AND THINKING THAT I'M STUPID SLASH CLUMSY SLASH CARELESS SLASH WHATEVER!
okay even though i know you may not be.
been very pissy about it, because i was all rearing to go, find a job, go out shopping, help out at audrey's wedding, do things that i wanted to do before A's, WITHOUT LOOKING LIKE A DAMN RETARD, YOU KNOW?~?>!!>~#(@Y~!_#y`oirfdniW[
NOW I'LL BE LONELY AT HOME DOING NOTHING WHILE EVERYONE ELSE IS WORKING AND/OR HAVING FUN.
okay i shall not be bitter. mummy said it must happen for a reason. errrrrr, i'll figure it out soon.
if you're bored, come and watch dvds/vcds with me at home (: please? pretty please?
OKAY LA I CANNOT GO DOWN ON MY KNEES NOW COS OF MY STUPID FOOT
so, i have about one and a half hours to shop for my stupid dress from 10.30 to 12. then i have to head back to toa payoh to get my hair done at 1. then later i need to go home and pack and all then go for my make up at 5.30. then then then meet with anyone who's free then we can go to prom together. omg so loner HAHA
shit, now i need 24 hours shopping