Tuesday, December 09, 2003
i'm a sick sick girl in a sick sick world... its just a sick sick thing... to be sickkkkk....
shit i hate being sick! its the most horrible feeling in the whole world!! damn it damn it! i cant remember the last time i'm sick 'cos i'm always so healthy! haha... yeah but i'm sick! though i feel much better now after a sleep and perhaps some gelare?!?!?! haha.. so yeah there's
Nydia and me.. 2 sickos(
haha!) in town today 'cos its TUESDAY~ eating Yakitori and then proceeding to Gelare at Far East to eat my favourite Praline and Cream waffle ice cream large at only $5.10!! yippie!! heaven!
anyway poor us were looking at each others prom pic and enjoying our ice cream and occasinally taking out our packs of tissues to blow our nose and trying to sooth our throats with the ice cream(yeah right if u believe me...)... anyway i dun look like a white faced baboon in Nyd's pics! damn my cam... oh well! i'm still swearing off cosmetics!
anywya we went to topshop and the clothes in there are so 60s or some other era ard that time... they have all the sequinns and stuff and those really prim and proper english clothes.... cute! but really... i cant imagine anyone wearing them in singapore 'cep maybe to some like costume party or sommat...
my fren jst asked me to go to some candle museum... hmmm... never heard of that... it better be good or i'm going to kill her.... its at old parliament house or somethng...
alright i better go now... having another round of sneezing... i'm gonna blow my nose off one day.... and as if my nose is not red enough i still need THIS! damn it!
found a pot of gold@ 12:41
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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
