pardon the title. i was just watching "school of rock" on channel five for like the umpteenth time. haha. it was awesome, and as usual, i was overwhelmed. which is no surprise, cause i get overwhelmed at the smallest matters, like when i queue up to buy gelato, i cant wait till it's my turn and i will bounce on the balls of my feet. back to matters (haha.), it made me miss the time when i had to sing at least once every week for choir. (ahh, those good times.) nowadays, the only time i sing is when i am bathing or when i am alone, but then, i just hum tunes these days. i even found out that day, my voice is hoarser and i cant really hit the higher notes like in the fourth or fifth octaves anymore. suddenly, i miss my shrieky high-pitch tone. i regret to used to want to replace it for that sore-throat-ish sexy, shakira one. hahaha. silly me.
but music, nevertheless (despite my failing voice box.), is still the best damn thing in the world. topping aircon, books, gelato, cells, Macintosh, etc etc. i could just go on, since i have like a gazillion favourite things. woots!
anyways, i finally got my o cert. and bpghs is looking real old-school. hahah. saw a couple of juniors. i wasnt nostalgic, but i swear, the classrooms still smell the same. it isnt even the old campus anymore. but i was indeed overwhelmed when i heard the mrt broadcast said "choa chu kang" and i had to step out to the platform. didnt had much prob finding the secluded place though i have only been there once. it's like there's a calling. okay, freaking myself out.
maroon brick walls and umbrellas. ahh, oh-so bp.
i love grocery shopping. and after pepper lunch at amk hub fri with binny, nur and NISS, we went to the.. (shit i cant remember.). but it was HUMONGOUS okay! like giant! so super WHALE-BIG!
i loved the socks aisle. nur too. hahahaha.
i finished this random book i picked up before stats test fri (which was manageable.) call "off the record" .
i spent the whole of today teaching the maid (no longer minah, it's suchi this time. damn jap, no?) how to do stuff, bumming around, watching movies on foxy cleopatra and hiding in the aircon, hating my ulcers, drinking sky juice and eating crackers. i am so getting fat, and there's this urge to become anorexic. or vegetarian. or do yoga. haha. but then, i just spout nonsense. i never get round to the resolutions i make.
baby is in kl right now. so i miss him. tons. plus the whole feeling-under-the-weather thingy is getting on my nerves and of course, my progress on the speech about perfumes. oh my. i have serious writer's block, and procrastinating problems. sheesh. please let me keep that A for ica 2 too.
shit. i just dropped my phone and it plop down three steps of the stairs.
i'm going to go write some poems, songs, love sonnets etc. anything but my speech. (:
ta-ta.
xoxo.
will you go en flagrante with me anyways?
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