Cloudy Boracay

Cloudy Boracay

Monday, September 08, 2003

hrmph. my powerbook is possibly sick. it is moving slowly and is v ponderous. thinks v slowly it does :( am sad. hope it's not angry at me or sthg. am carting it down to the mac ctr at wheelock tmr after dental. so hope it's ok :/ or is there possibly some sort of troubleshooting i should be doing? tell me :/

haha :) today was totally wasted. reading dragonsinger :) which is oh-so-sweet :) ah well. mccaffrey is totally crazy bout the 'i-am-insecure-tho-i-am-brilliant-songwriter' tack. it's v lackey too... sigh :) the stuff we read <-- past and present tense :)

i'm just... tired. crazily inanely happy at times but basically just indifferent i guess. but. happy day yesterday watching forbidden city which was surprisingly good. unless you're preoccupied with fact that cixi was more housewifey than empress dowager in all counts. kit chan is really good :) sultry concubine and scary empress all together. now if only she could use the evil glare more often for more reason. oh yeah. and they were too poor to hire new actors. so actors and actresses doubled up as regular chinese citizens/concubine/servant/whatevertheyhavelackof and it's really obvious! but in any case. the songs are good they sing quite well too :) go watch it! first local musical i've watched :) ok. maybe not first. but miles better than beauty world...

am too vain! takes me hours to decide what to wear. and i inevitably end up wearing the same stuff. sighh. not enough clothes that i like in my wardrobe... it's sad. me and crys decided. it's v disconcerting knowing exactly what you want to wear to look respectably decent and then opening your wardrobe to find out that there's nothing that remotely fits. i'm traumatised too. am in depths of despair about physical state of well-being. hitting new lows at everyturn. maybe it'd be better if i start moving. i wanna dance again! aaargh. i need a salsa partner. or lindyhop. whatever. but if i'm ever going to lindyhop i need a strong enough partner to haul me around. am not featherweight. :)

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