Sunday, January 02, 2005
some new year resolutions, which is late, and i know i wont keep and im jut doing it for the fun of it and i just wanna blog for fun cos im utterly bored.......
1) i shall be a good girl and save money this year and reduce the burden of my parents..... but i will still go for the F1 Grand Prix to see my Kimi Raikkonen and be at my first ever F1 race at the very first F1 race of the year in Melbourne to cheer on my darling Kimi Raikkonen even though it will set me back by about Aus$68 before factoring in the tram tic which will cost me Aus$5.80 for a full day fare plus others..... and i also want a digicam so i can take pictures of Kimi....
2) i will join the gym and tennis club when i get back and join Pris for all her yoga/thai boxing classes or whatever other class BESIDES dancing so i can be fit and have a beautiful ass so i can buy the beautiful pants i saw the other day in which you need a perfect ass to wear...so... GO ME!
3) I shall be a good girl, and do more good deeds and be more religious and pray more often and do whatever my dad tells me to do...meditate, chant whatever...
4) I shall be more hardworking and strive to get a H2B average or more so i can go on an exchange programme and laugh in the face of the JOHN PACE the tutor who hates me and refuses to give me a few more marks to lift my grade up from a mere Pass
5) i dunno...i'll keep it at 5 but i cant think of what i should do with this... hmmm.... ok.....
AGAIN!
5) i will do my laundry and clean my room more often! even if the vacuum cleaner is on the 1s floor and by some stupid luck i get a room on the 3rd floor.... yesh!
that's it!
found a pot of gold@ 16:14
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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
