Saturday, September 18, 2004

Decided to update cos apparently, I actually have an audience! (Hi hozzy!)

okok, a prize to anyone who can tell me where these lyrics come from WITHOUT cheating by doing a search or anything like that. (prize= hug x 1)

Will you think of times you've told me
That you knew the reason
Why we had to each be lonely
It was just the season

Quite true ya, loneliness seems to come in seasons. And it changes the whole environment around you, just like the change from summer to autumn. Makes you look at things differently, you can almost feel the change physically.

this is the coolest site i've come across in a while.

Serene, I understand the book buying spree, very tempted to begin one of my own right now.

Books Becky Wants to Read
1) The Fortress of Solitude by Jonathan Lethem
2) The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold
3) The Time Traveller's Wife By Audrey Niffenegger
4) The Unbearable Lightness of Being by Milan Kundera
5) The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath

Off on yet another tangent,
I got my term break next week! Its only 4 days and I got alot of things to do in those 4 days, but I do want to meet you guys (my friends), catch up and hang out etc. So here's a list of things I wanna do and times I'm free do to them. If you're free too, and you want to do the same thing, then give me a call and we'll go!

Free: Tuesday whole day, Wednesday till 8pm, Thursday whole day.
but still have to fit in time for going to CDC, giving tuition and driving lessons.

Stuff I wanna do
1) Watch The Terminal
2) Go swimming
3) Read books at Borders
4) Clean my room

Something interesting I saw today while having dinner. This kid at the next table falls off his chair and his mum shrieks, leaps off her chair and starts fussing over the kid. I don't think he's hurt very badly at all, he just looks damn blur, holding on to his piece of bread with a blank look on his face while getting up from the floor. But his mum makes a damn big fuss over it, rubbing his head and making fussy noises. And she keeps on fussing, until finally he realises that she expects him to be crying, and so starts crying. So stupid la!!! These parents so scared that their kids will get brain damaged and next time cannot get PSC scholarship. Kids are meant to fall down and injure themselves la! And I've noticed that kids usually dont cry if they fall unless they think they are expected to cry, or that by crying, they will get attention. Let falling kids cry (and sleeping dogs lie) I say!

3 Comments:

At 1:30 AM, Blogger Little Foot said...

Not expecting any hugs, but I so love Norah Jones. Nothing beats chilling under the cool starry night by the river with a glass of martini and jazz music.

Or, there is.

Chilling under the cool starry night by the river with a glass of martini, jazz music, and a companion.

Tis' the season to be lonely~

 
At 2:17 AM, Blogger beckyboo said...

Dang! you gave the game away! I was hoping that I wouldnt have to dispense hugs, I am averse to human contact(thanks to my wonderful parents). little foot... little foot... like damn familiar leh, but cant dredge it out of my memory, much in the same way I cant make my brain reveal where I left my nice slippers I bought but never got to wear. my red and white(very nationalistic, no?) slippers!!! *WAIL* but i digress.

 
At 1:03 AM, Blogger Little Foot said...

Allow me the pleasure to assure you that we are complete strangers. If the term "complete stranger" makes any sense that is, afterall, this world ain't that vast either. Who knows?

To come to pass.
A stranger by chance.

To sleep, perchance to dream.
Left to be seen.

 

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