millions is a very sweet movie. very fantastical, and sugar coated with delish irish accents :) the little kid acting as damien is so innocent looking and he thought the money bag came from god :) [note to self: never be a movie reviewer no matter how much desire one has to gain practically unlimited access to the cineplex]
anyhow. i wonder what london will be like. i don't want it to become exactly as if we've transplanted a singapore community of scholars and plopped it into the heart of london, but i don't exactly want to become homesick either :( which, the wimp that i am, i already know i am going to suffer from right about 1 week into the situation. plus. what if i don't get enough hot water to take my lovely super hot showers? what if i constantly feel damp and cold and miserable? what if i forget to bring loads of little stuff that i absolutely cannot live without? what if i get *gasp* mugged on the streets? hmmmm. what if i can't find nice enough clothes to wear and end up looking like i'd picked up stuff from the trash? :(
reading my diary (a very badly written one, not unlike this blog), i've come to the belated realisation that i am a very anxious, easily depressed yet as easily cheered up, worrisome, chicken little kind of person.
Cloudy Boracay
Monday, April 04, 2005
i've hit a new low in my level of physical fitness (if it can even be called that anymore). I visited the gym on saturday, cycled for 10 minutes, puked, did 5 inclined situps and now my abdominal area hurts when i sneeze/cough/sit up. sigh.
anyway. watched les ballets jazz de montreal in the evening, and it didn't leave much of an impression on me, except the part where the rubber chickens were dancing most gorgeously :) i want a rubber chicken. does anyone know where i can get one?
anyway. watched les ballets jazz de montreal in the evening, and it didn't leave much of an impression on me, except the part where the rubber chickens were dancing most gorgeously :) i want a rubber chicken. does anyone know where i can get one?
Friday, April 01, 2005
instead of advancing my career, i'm staying at home becoming domesticated. I now mop, wash and generally do the housework i can't get out of doing; I play with the little 2 year old kid next door with that oh-so-mischievous smile and i am (trying to) make my own dress! heeee. it's quite fun. especially when i hear that little eth. has been asking for me at the door while i was out :) he's really fun! he's got slightly wavy hair, a smile that lights up his face, and seemingly unbreakable bones :) wheeee!