Patapouffe
Monday, February 28, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday night.
And i had a mini war with myself.
Im awfully scared of the dark. And i was presented with a situation.
Brave the rain................... Or go back to school to get my umbrella.
Because the rain isnt dark, but my school was. And i had left my umbrella there and i was the only one left and i didnt know where the light switches were.I went back in the end. But nearly split my nerves when i touched something and that something made a sound. Ran so fast i forgot to breathe.
And as it just so happens, im typing this post at the exact same time as im recounting this episode to my friend and likewise to this post. You know how everybody talks about alternate universes. Well. If this is reality and im recounting my life experiences to my computer, my alternate self would be talking to a friend about the exact same thing. And if let's say this is reality and im doing the same thing to my computer and my friend at the exact same time, like split screen and shit. Then my alternate self would probably be talking to sheep and goats and cats and dogs and chickens about the exact same thing. WowcHickAbowWow.
My friend asks me "Why did you run"
"cause it was awfully quiet
And i had a mini war with myself.
Im awfully scared of the dark. And i was presented with a situation.
Brave the rain................... Or go back to school to get my umbrella.
Because the rain isnt dark, but my school was. And i had left my umbrella there and i was the only one left and i didnt know where the light switches were.I went back in the end. But nearly split my nerves when i touched something and that something made a sound. Ran so fast i forgot to breathe.
And as it just so happens, im typing this post at the exact same time as im recounting this episode to my friend and likewise to this post. You know how everybody talks about alternate universes. Well. If this is reality and im recounting my life experiences to my computer, my alternate self would be talking to a friend about the exact same thing. And if let's say this is reality and im doing the same thing to my computer and my friend at the exact same time, like split screen and shit. Then my alternate self would probably be talking to sheep and goats and cats and dogs and chickens about the exact same thing. WowcHickAbowWow.
My friend asks me "Why did you run"
"cause it was awfully quiet
and my heart was beating so fast
and my imagination took me to places
and i was just twisting my fingers wishing nothing would happen
and that finger twitched and hit something
and that something made a sound which sounded 10 times louder than it actually would had sounded in my elevated paranoia. so i ran, no i jumped first and ran.
no i think i probably rumped like jump + run."
I was rumping. no shit sherlock.
And i won me. :)
And i won me. :)
Friday, February 25, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Vday 2011
Valentine's day = Single awareness day
Which doesnt explain why it blew everyone's minds to catastrophic proportions and inflated and deflated some hearts; it doesnt explain why i showered 3 times that day and showered only twice today and every other day i do that routine only once and out of purely being forced to.
Its safe to say that i was bitter yesterday and annoyed. And perhaps i played it all in my head but i also imagined girls holding large bouquets of flowers looking at me in a way that said "where's yours" After which i imaginably smirked at them and stomped.. no wait.. strinkled past them. Strinkled = Strut + Slinked.Talked to nash and he agreed, agreed in a way that said send those goddamned flowers to her house if not carry it for her. Which is blatantly true, witnessed guys carrying bunches and their girlfriends... empty-handed. My mom said flowers arent just meant for vday. That was when i came up with love needs no exhibition #vday haters.
Honestly i walked down orchard and i was blinded. not a by-the-sun-barney kinda way. And dont say its cause i have no one. It isnt. I've never been one for the exhibition or the sweet stuff that you cant eat. I did go through it once and said aww and thank you and all the things im expected to say. I also gave out 60 stalks of daisies. Anyway I was bitter. but not for the reasons you think.
The adamn and eve prototype. Thats what everyone is reduced to on valentine's. A bunch of couples just waiting to eat that forbidden fruit and go poof in 2012.
Which doesnt explain why it blew everyone's minds to catastrophic proportions and inflated and deflated some hearts; it doesnt explain why i showered 3 times that day and showered only twice today and every other day i do that routine only once and out of purely being forced to.
Its safe to say that i was bitter yesterday and annoyed. And perhaps i played it all in my head but i also imagined girls holding large bouquets of flowers looking at me in a way that said "where's yours" After which i imaginably smirked at them and stomped.. no wait.. strinkled past them. Strinkled = Strut + Slinked.Talked to nash and he agreed, agreed in a way that said send those goddamned flowers to her house if not carry it for her. Which is blatantly true, witnessed guys carrying bunches and their girlfriends... empty-handed. My mom said flowers arent just meant for vday. That was when i came up with love needs no exhibition #vday haters.
Honestly i walked down orchard and i was blinded. not a by-the-sun-barney kinda way. And dont say its cause i have no one. It isnt. I've never been one for the exhibition or the sweet stuff that you cant eat. I did go through it once and said aww and thank you and all the things im expected to say. I also gave out 60 stalks of daisies. Anyway I was bitter. but not for the reasons you think.
The adamn and eve prototype. Thats what everyone is reduced to on valentine's. A bunch of couples just waiting to eat that forbidden fruit and go poof in 2012.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Hi
I just got a massive headache. From thinking too much and getting frustrated at my failed visualizations. If you dont know what im talking about... well here is the explaination- I just spent 4 hours literally. Since i came home from Ikea at 6pm till now, 10pm. ARRANGING FURNITURE around my room, in my head! Get it? Get it? ~~~~~~ViSuAliZaTionS~~~~~~~~~ And nothing seems to be working. Because im trying to compact things, but i dont have enough space for anything. Not even a wardrobe. So guess who's going to be naked outside now hahahhahahaha i kid.
I just got a massive headache. From thinking too much and getting frustrated at my failed visualizations. If you dont know what im talking about... well here is the explaination- I just spent 4 hours literally. Since i came home from Ikea at 6pm till now, 10pm. ARRANGING FURNITURE around my room, in my head! Get it? Get it? ~~~~~~ViSuAliZaTionS~~~~~~~~~ And nothing seems to be working. Because im trying to compact things, but i dont have enough space for anything. Not even a wardrobe. So guess who's going to be naked outside now hahahhahahaha i kid.
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
1 feb 2011
ONE MONTH GONE.
wow. Pretty soon chinese new year will be gone too and the truth will finally dawn on everyone's heads that the year has finally begun. It will be the end of all holidays, christmas breaks, chinese new year visiting, and no one will have another excuse to relax, save for the minuscule one day breaks like.... Labour day. *rolls eyes*
With this presuming doom is also a change in my bedtimes. Possibly a reminder that as Im getting ready to start school in France, i will no longer be able to sleep till 2 in the afternoon. or wake up at 11am everyday naturally and having that be considered "early". Then again its a 7hr difference in Paris. Its 6am here and 11pm there. Guess what, im just getting tired. What a perfect time to go to sleep.
What have I been doing since 2011 started?
Getting my French application done.
Learning French.
Ballet classes.
Doctor's appointments.
Baking.
Meetups.
Starbucks sessions.
Avoiding text msgs.
Learning how to survive on my own.
Cooking and cleaning up after myself.
Trying to follow my new years resolutions with pride.
Unfortunately, I've had mild drowning issues i.e depression and an inexplicable worry now that i've found out that the majority of the 24 students at my school is above the age of 29.
Minus all that and i've been fairly happy. I've been saving money. Yet finding it disappear all at once. I havent been garang with any new changes or challenges unless you count touching someone's butt and trying sheesha for the first time. (Which btw is not fun, tastes like nothing and scratches your throat and makes you sleepy if not high) And I have been treating my parents better, except with more loss of mind and temper moments. I guess having about 34 years of age gap doesn't make it very easy to get along with a 19 year old temperamental teen with tyroid.
Life has been..... busy.
I just got told there's a French exam that awaits me the week after the week after chinese new year. Who said anything about exams? I never paid for a frickin exam!? It's not fair.
If i fail this one. Guess where im going? To the bottom of the pile again. Where over there lies no pot of gold and not even the end of a rainbow. Over there lies disappointment. Nothing else to it.
I don't think i will fail. I just have to study more. More sessions at starbucks. Less morning cartoons and top model.
And for valentines, I will be helping faith with her chocolove booth. And for Valentines, I will be.... home alone. with peanut.
Shes awfully lucky you know? She doesn't have to worry about love. We keep her sheltered.
I on the other hand. Am a hopeless wreck because i don't know how to tell the person i love that i love him.
ONE MONTH GONE.
With this presuming doom is also a change in my bedtimes. Possibly a reminder that as Im getting ready to start school in France, i will no longer be able to sleep till 2 in the afternoon. or wake up at 11am everyday naturally and having that be considered "early". Then again its a 7hr difference in Paris. Its 6am here and 11pm there. Guess what, im just getting tired. What a perfect time to go to sleep.
What have I been doing since 2011 started?
Getting my French application done.
Learning French.
Ballet classes.
Doctor's appointments.
Baking.
Meetups.
Starbucks sessions.
Avoiding text msgs.
Learning how to survive on my own.
Cooking and cleaning up after myself.
Trying to follow my new years resolutions with pride.
Unfortunately, I've had mild drowning issues i.e depression and an inexplicable worry now that i've found out that the majority of the 24 students at my school is above the age of 29.
Minus all that and i've been fairly happy. I've been saving money. Yet finding it disappear all at once. I havent been garang with any new changes or challenges unless you count touching someone's butt and trying sheesha for the first time. (Which btw is not fun, tastes like nothing and scratches your throat and makes you sleepy if not high) And I have been treating my parents better, except with more loss of mind and temper moments. I guess having about 34 years of age gap doesn't make it very easy to get along with a 19 year old temperamental teen with tyroid.
Life has been..... busy.
I just got told there's a French exam that awaits me the week after the week after chinese new year. Who said anything about exams? I never paid for a frickin exam!? It's not fair.
If i fail this one. Guess where im going? To the bottom of the pile again. Where over there lies no pot of gold and not even the end of a rainbow. Over there lies disappointment. Nothing else to it.
I don't think i will fail. I just have to study more. More sessions at starbucks. Less morning cartoons and top model.
And for valentines, I will be helping faith with her chocolove booth. And for Valentines, I will be.... home alone. with peanut.
Shes awfully lucky you know? She doesn't have to worry about love. We keep her sheltered.
I on the other hand. Am a hopeless wreck because i don't know how to tell the person i love that i love him.
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