feb 27 2006
so here i am…another semester in Monash. it’s monday and i just went through 2 lectures back to back! (11am - 3pm) go me! and i didn’t even TRY to skip it! GO ME!!
glad to know that Sharon n Pooi Yarn were with me in COM2407. didn’t really know the other seniors. then the lecturer walks in. he talks too fast. he knows it but he can’t help himself. guess it’s just him! the lecture was such a brain-drain. realized that i had to know ppl like Billy S’spear n Homer (who’s last name isn’t Simpson) n Hemingway n Byron…..not just their works but also THEM! like they’re DEAD…hello! how could i throw a get-to-know party for dead ppl? or shall i just form a "dead-writers society"? nvrmd!
back to my sad life…so now i have a really packed schedule on mondays. but i’ve got fridays off so i’m not complaining. i actually had better things to say this morning before class. but now i can’t think of a damn thing! am currently chatting with my cousin in Melbourne. she almost slept during Clinical Pharm. at least she ahd 1 class ONLY! found out we’re both ‘guilty’ of leading 2 lives: one at home with the family and the ‘hyde’ in us when we’re away from home. actually i think everyone has a ‘hyde’ in them. some ppl show it, some repress it, some deny its existence, some just let both ‘jeckle’ and ‘hyde’ come out at once. scary shit! i could just turn this into a "dear dairy" thing, but then again i’m no bridgid jones. heck i’m not even a bridget. neither do i have a ‘thing’ for Hugh Grant (though i wouldn’t mind if only he was younger…say in his 30s maybe…).
with that thought in mind, i decided to check out my ex-crush’s page ( i hope he’s not reading this! then again, i nvr told him so he wouldn’t know right? right?!). he still looks good. i remember how i just melted everytime he spoke to me (i know, i was REALLY pathetic!). haven’t met anyone like that here. so far, no one’s really ’swept me off my feet’ or ‘made me float on the clouds’ or ’caused my knees to go weak’ (man, i AM sad!). since coming here, the only thing i’ve required is a probable ’stalker’ (who incidently is on my MSN list). right, back to my ex-crush. shall not mention vital details about him, just in case he reads this. don’t want to make a down right fool fo myself on a blog. it’s like posing in front of a mirror only to find out later that on the other side is glass which over looks a room full of ppl! yikes!! (brings to mind that scene from Jackie Chan’s "rumble in the bronx").
sometimes when i think about all the funny, weird, crazy and freaky stuff that’s happened it makes me want to compile it into a book: STORY OF MY LIFE except that i wouldn’t put that as the title. i know i can do better. maybe i could even make it into a movie. i know of a few ppl (won’t say who, but they’re in my friendster-list! hah!!) who would just LOVE to have their 15-minutes of fame. might even try to fight their way to earning an Oscar too.
i think i should stop now. maybe when i DO figure out some nice stuff to say, i’ll write it down. who knows!!
