hollaback_
Sunday, July 24, 2005
i think i'm damn vain. or at least i have a very vain streak in me. if god had made me gorgeous, i'd probably annoy everyone to death and everyone would hate me. people would only get to know me for my superficial appearance. and that's all. i don't know if i should be celebrating though, it's not like i really got my inner beauty developed either. so in effect i'm the average joe slob that's not outstanding in any way whatsoever. hurrah.
anyway, i discovered the other day that my face appeared in
lianhe zaobao, in a fucking unglam pose. i should hound the photographer who sneakily snapped me whilst i was slumbering at my laptop, enamel-white ipod earphones in my ears and mouth gaping wide open, at the 24 hour scriptwriting competition. thank goodness people in school hardly read the papers, let alone the CHINESE newspapers.
i have finally gotten my phone, yes the 3230. and against the better judgment of most people, i decided to get the wine red version. you'll know what i mean if you scroll down a bit. i thought it was called rusty, but the m1 woman said it was wine so i took her word for it. anyway, am regretting my decision a bit (the instruction manual is 130pages long!). but as deb says, you can grow to love your phone! haha. but well, what's wrong with the red one! just because it looks more out of the ordinary than other phones. why would i want a run-of-the-mill black phone that could be mistaken as a sony ericcson one? overall, i think i'm satisfied enough with my purchase. but i still miss my nokia 3200 nevertheless.
watched
bring it on on channel 5 last night, it was pretty good comic relief for me, although i did find it somewhat disturbing that my mother was watching it together with me and getting amused at the spirit fingers too. when i first watched it when i was a sec1 boy, i thought the movie was fantastic and really cool. now that i'm older i see it for the fluff that it really is. that isn't to say that i don't feel anything after watching it. besides a bit of stirring in the loins and in the heart, perhaps cheerleading isn't half as bad as the bad rap it's been given. "cheerleaders are dancers (or was it gymnasts?) who have gone retarded", best quote of the show.
and i'm beginning to feel very bored with everything and everyone. it's that time of the month again, when i come to the conclusion that no one gives a damn about anyone else, and that i was an idiot for caring for others when they stopped caring about me and others long ago. of course, that kind of thought doesn't linger for long, but i always return to it somehow.
be aggressive. be, be aggresive.
mike just took up your time at
8:02 pm
th time!