martlets start with how i spent my day. i went to school in the morning to pass yithong something. but he told me the night before i would pass it to xiaopang because he'd be there. so i appeared in sch at 10am and neither of them were there. so i calleed xiaopang and he apparently was sleeping at home, saying he wasnt going to sch. so i sat down and waited for yithong to reply me. not in the library though, it wrote: "enter the library in your full school uniform" or something like that. so i sat outside sweating my fluids out. got fed up enough to leave the things at the sc room.
then it was too early to go home, so i went to chinese garden to get some photos. not the best time to get photos, when the sun is high up in the air, but nevertheless quite a interesting trip alone. i kinda like being alone(if you didnt already know). it makes you think about alot, and in more ways then one they are good for the soul. well after all we come into this world alone and we leave it alone too. i wonder why they call it "Alone". why our heart can go sour broken and bursting all at the same time.
so after i had a terrible plate of chicken rice i went back home and watched "how to train a dragon" on the computer. and thought that it was really quite ridiculous. i mean is it some kind of coincidence that those dragon act like dogs? like the pets that we humans have. which tells me that the scriptwriters have not let go of their preconceived notions of what a pet should be. which puts the movie at a very factual level when it is supposed to be a fictional fantasy. spoils the whole experience quite a bit. im sorry im a stickler for little details in what i watch. i mean isnt it just fun when you find a little glitch in movies and stuff?
anyway speaking of shows. we ALL need to watch fRINGE. J.J. Abrams is such a freaking genius. im hooked on it and its just so marvellous how the plot can unravel itself so wonderfully. all things just link up and explains everything. more more more fringe please! damn im so buying the DVD.
You finish sewing one seam shut, and another rips open. I have come to believe that this life i'm wearing will never really fit.
No comments:
Post a Comment