Sunday, January 28, 2007
ok i shall not sound so emo now. i'm not exactly emo when i talked about death - i'm just mobid. Like sometimes when i talk about death, i actually dont mind experiencing it. Its a passing moment when i feel that i got nothing to lose.
But of course not all the time i feel that way.
I'm growing a tummy.. a huge spare tire around my waist, its going to be so big that ppl will mistake it for a swimming float stuck on me. Its a clear sigh that i should make an effort to run now or go shoot some balls. But.. but.. i am too lazy to renew my contact lenses.. havent renew it for 2 months alr.. Now its only going to be ready on thursday..
And i cant swim coz my hairdresser told me not to..
Hairdresser: xiao mei ah, remember you cannot go swimming ok?
Me: huh? Whhyy??
Hairdresser: Because the chlorine will discolour the highlights of the hair. Make untill so pretty den you want to go spoil it.. no la dont swim la
Me: ohh ok. Then how long would i need to wait before i can swim in it again?
Hairdresser: Hmm when you dont like this colour anymore lor, u can swim and it will change colour one.
So yeah..
So today was boring.. I missed church (as i have mentioned earlier on) and spend the whole day reading Don Juan Canto1 and A Defence of Poety.. Actually i rather read the poets' biographies. Like how Lord Byron is a ultra scandalous guy who loves making out with guys and has hots for his half-sister and cousin and married his wife only to escape this crazy pursuit of a girl. (poor Lady Byron!)
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Loves...
