monkeycrap's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- vengeance is a lazy form of grief. This blog isn't dead la, don't worry. If it was going to die, I would give one month's notice at least, so that all the condolences can come in. Just that i've not felt like blogging lately, not felt like doing anything, for that matter. Inertia's been amazingly high as of late. Can't really put my finger as to why the sudden surge of demotivation and basic sianisity. Am feeling more stonish than usual, and don't think it's totally due to the slight weight gain. Like I told puffy, perhaps it's just due to a longing for a little companionship. You know, to get attached and all. Of course, getting attached ain't everything, there's plenty of time later, plenty of options later blah blah blah. I know lah, dammit. It's just a phase. Maybe it's just the time of the month, you know, getting all affected by unattachment, getting all moody and cranky and irritable. Some sort of pre-attachment syndrome. Ok la maybe not. But i was going down to the reservoir for a run the other day, and i saw this couple sitting down in one of those little warm-up huts (MY warm-up hut dammit), enjoying the sunset, holding hands. Shit la i also want. I mean of course, give them 3 months or so and one of them will be like, "this is as hard for you as it is for me", and they'll break up and hate each other forever and ever. But still, so sweet right? Hey those livestrong wristbands, do they have a colour to represent the desperately unattached? Ok relax, it's just a phase, i'll get over it. Took a one week break for examinations. Did a few things including going down to Holiday inn to watch Cal perform. It's a pretty nice place to go chill out, if any of you are free. It's a 3 piece band, Cal on the keyboard, Gen on vocals, and, erm, the act-smooth-one-finger-keyboarder-chicopeh as the unneeded, irrelevant third member. Cool. Also watched house of wax(2.5/5), for the sole purpose of watching paris hilton, who by the way looked like a wax figure herself. Watched millions(4/5) and the interpreter(3.5/5) as well. Grew a stubble as well haha. I think it looks pretty nice. On my way to looking like Johnny Depp. Just need a few plastic surgeries and I'll be there. To mum, Happy Mother's Day. Even though you most probably won't be reading this. Can't help remembering Mother's Day without feeling a tinge of regret. Regret for not being exemplary as her kid. Apart from not being able to pick out winning 4D combinations for her, I haven't been spending a lot of quality time with her, have been rather impatient(although it's not entirely my fault that she's becoming more mommish by the day heh), and definitely, DEFINITELY have been taking her for granted. I just want to say, via this blog (as inflated ego gets in the way of telling her face to face), that I do feel guilty and regretful for some things that i've done, and for some that i've not. And that, after all the arguments, impatient shouting, indifferent attitudes and bad 4D combinations, the bottom line is that my mum rocks. She really does. That's it for my update. For now. 9:58 p.m. - 2005-05-08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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