Wednesday, December 10, 2003
arrgghhh i'm still so irritated!! stupid comp stupid comp!
i shall talk about happy things! i was on the bus home just now and there was this guy who looks a lil like my markie! but he loks a lil old.... and i cant figure out his nationality... oh this is frustrating.. but i kinda figure out where he lives... if he really lives there... which is really near me! gosh! dun jump to the conclusion that i'm a stalker! cos i'm not! i just happened to be at the busstop waiting for my next bus to come and he was wlaking home! but i didnt find out where he was going exactly cos my bus arrived! btu there were the only houses there so yeah its kinda easy to figure that out!
and i hate my stomach cos i cant eat much at one go... but i get hungry real easily... especially when i'm sick! damn it! but let me tell u what i ate today for lunch and dinner... went to this jap restaurant beside Mos burger at Taka and ate Tempura Udon...a nd then for dinner i went to Marche and shared a sirloin steak, calamari, rosti with a chicken sausage and i had my mushroom soup! yummy yum yum!and now i'm hungry! can u believe it?!??!?! and i just ate my dinner at 8! sheesh man! my body is weird! big time.... oh dun worry i shared dinner with Jess
speaking of swhich i went to watch Brother Bear with her today... and its spastically funny i tell u... not bad 'cept for the irritating kids in the cinema... i like children... but not when they are talking and screaming and asking a whole load of questions and kicking my chair when i'm trying to ENJOY MY MOVIE!
oh and i just suffered the ultimate betrayal from jessica!!! guess what she wore a skirt!!! her! a skirt! my last non girly fren is *gulp* GIRLY!! *slaps hand on forehead and shakes head violently in disbelief!* haha! *dramatically*
and i thought i knew her.... haha... oh well i should give acting a go huh? oh well!
that's all for now... better post it before damn comp screws this up too!
found a pot of gold@ 16:12
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"One Art"
The art of losing isn't hard to master;
So many things seem filled with the intent
To be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost keys, the hour badlly spent
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owne, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.
-Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
-Elizabeth Bishop
