Tuesday, October 10, 2006
i always blog when im in a neutral mood, meaning ill rank about 5 on a happy-sad 1-10 scale.
im trooping off to Curry Wok for lunch tomorrow. with ros and mab. MISSING YOU NGIAMMM. :(
I MISS THAT PLACE.. and ill always remember sitting in that small cozy corner, gabbing away with mab and di. we will talk about EVERYTHING. in our grey NJ uniforms, between mouthfuls of satisfying curry chicken. talk talk talk about school gossips, top model, homework, family, childhood stories, personal scandals. until the day turns to night, and the crowd starts filtering out into the much-darkened alleys. then we'll swing our backpacks and troop down those stone steps, bidding farewell at the bus-stop, taking it (very much) for granted we'll see each other again the next day.
hooray! that im going there finally tomorrow. dont be closed dont be closed dont be closed.
you think we'll have time for island creamery's? hmmm.
salsa-ed at theatre studies today. actually was it salsa? but it was interesting. hee. and i just couldn't look into audrey's, my partner's, eyes the whole time we were dancing. (we were told to do so) It just felt quite uncomfortable. as in, the whole looking into eyes thing, not that i felt weird around her. okay quit explaining.
i feel happy thinking about fuzzy making malay popiahs now, with her mum for Hari Raya. i just love how so many variations of culture and customs exist around us. and we're probably going to her place to celebrate, and stay over maybe! :) just pretty sucky that ill be having driving test on 25th.
i'm starting to rediscover myself. and i'm coming out hardly proud. because i can never be myself, because im just too weak to be so, too scared to disappoint, to displease even. too much of a traditional female in me.
but maybe im just being me? its just me to be not dare to be me?
bleah. scratch that. pathetic excuse.
this is a classic case of trying to please everybody eh, to live up to everyone's expectations. or rather perceived expectations, because i dont think 'everyone' really cares, just me.
failing at being a girl, and now i've got to be a man convincingly for a few minutes next tuesday.
wow.
im trooping off to Curry Wok for lunch tomorrow. with ros and mab. MISSING YOU NGIAMMM. :(
I MISS THAT PLACE.. and ill always remember sitting in that small cozy corner, gabbing away with mab and di. we will talk about EVERYTHING. in our grey NJ uniforms, between mouthfuls of satisfying curry chicken. talk talk talk about school gossips, top model, homework, family, childhood stories, personal scandals. until the day turns to night, and the crowd starts filtering out into the much-darkened alleys. then we'll swing our backpacks and troop down those stone steps, bidding farewell at the bus-stop, taking it (very much) for granted we'll see each other again the next day.
hooray! that im going there finally tomorrow. dont be closed dont be closed dont be closed.
you think we'll have time for island creamery's? hmmm.
salsa-ed at theatre studies today. actually was it salsa? but it was interesting. hee. and i just couldn't look into audrey's, my partner's, eyes the whole time we were dancing. (we were told to do so) It just felt quite uncomfortable. as in, the whole looking into eyes thing, not that i felt weird around her. okay quit explaining.
i feel happy thinking about fuzzy making malay popiahs now, with her mum for Hari Raya. i just love how so many variations of culture and customs exist around us. and we're probably going to her place to celebrate, and stay over maybe! :) just pretty sucky that ill be having driving test on 25th.
i'm starting to rediscover myself. and i'm coming out hardly proud. because i can never be myself, because im just too weak to be so, too scared to disappoint, to displease even. too much of a traditional female in me.
but maybe im just being me? its just me to be not dare to be me?
bleah. scratch that. pathetic excuse.
this is a classic case of trying to please everybody eh, to live up to everyone's expectations. or rather perceived expectations, because i dont think 'everyone' really cares, just me.
failing at being a girl, and now i've got to be a man convincingly for a few minutes next tuesday.
wow.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 7:34 PM.
