Friday, February 25, 2005

Ventura Highway

I'm not working regularly now, just about 5 hours per week, and already i feel like i don't have enough time for everything. I'm struggling just getting my daily chores done, like tidying up the house, doing some laundry, personal grooming, making mixtapes, watching tv, reading, making my meals, shuttling from here to there, running errands etc etc. It's amazing to me how people can work as well.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

Blackbird

I received The Diary Of Anne Frank at my Pri 6 year end prize presentation ceremony (yeah those were the days) and i haven't read it till 3 nights ago.

Like most things, once i started i couldn't stop. I must say though, that i felt quite bad at first, for reading someone's diary. I mean, it's not like a blog, meant for everyone's reading pleasure, but someone's personal and most intimate thoughts and reflections about their life. Much as Anne Frank aspired to be a famous writer someday, i doubt her diary was what she had in mind to become her virgin piece!

Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Red House

Despite all its mush, there was a time when i would be touched by Bob Carlisle's "Butterfly Kisses". If i listened carefully enough i'd cry. Just a little. But i heard it on 90.5 just now and i felt absolutely nothing.
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Monday, February 07, 2005

Desolation Row

I met a lady at the supermarket, having a conversation with the space next to her. She was rattling on in a foreign language that sounded Korean to me (but then i wouldn't know what Korean really sounded like) while walking up and down the isles with a basket in one arm, sometimes picking things up from the shelves. She spoke rather loudly and from time to time, she'd laugh to her invisible friend, totally oblivious to the curious people around her. I have to say though, they did a really good job of ignoring her. I couldn't help it. I wanted to stand next to her, where her "friend" supposedly was, and see if she'd push me away and say, "Why're you standing on my friend?" But like i said, i don't understand Korean, so as to prevent complications, i carried on with what i had gone in to do.

Q: What was she?

1. A diligent student pratising her Korean
2. Gotcha!
3. Shopping for grocery with her friend, duh
4. Stoned

Friday, February 04, 2005

Casey Jones

Looking at my archives, i realise i've been keeping this blog for a year. And what does it mean? Absolutely nothing. AHAHAHAA. Not so much of personal reflections or rhetorical rants about the world today, just plenty of... unimportant nonsense. Okay that was redundant. What nonsense is important? Idle person idle blog.

Happy birthday, thelittlebits. I'm gonna get us a little cake later!