Saturday, January 10, 2004

haven’t blogged for a while (short of juicy stories). guess (really??) busy, n what did i do these past few days, can’t really recall, tho not that completely (what! am not a retrograde-amnesic, let alone an anterograde one, episodic memory still intact, only bit sluggish, have nothing to do with procedural one, hippocampus sometimes sucks, amygdala has always been more cooperative), n where on earth can expect u to understand what just been written, exactly my position last time, seems like a much ‘hatred’ one toward the psych. subject taken last time (see.. hippocampus n amygdala proven functioning). anyway.. think brain.. think.. make up some juicy stories, btw, am not trying to please anyone, let alone everybody.

ah, recall a lengthy convo on mobile, almost last more than an hour, poor ears (very much heated till reddish, couldn’t find the hands-off), perhaps that’s why brain's sluggish till tis moment (too exposed with radiation lately!!), grr.. should have made an agreement last time, not a free consultation at all, will surely sue that guy if he calls again, unless agree to pay for consultation fees ($20 per hour, already a reasonable price, wasting my time!). hmn.. perhaps a good source of income in job vacuum like now. think that someone will need to talk to me, well, let the one with the need, the one who comes (gee, I’m suck!), to avoid being the one suffering all the blame in case any misunderstandings or sudden breech of agreement. a warning, don’t like being dragged along into others’ battle fields, unless both parties think it’s ethical, or my fellow girls needing any advices (hahha, trust me, am very suck at giving one). that was mon (05.01).

dinner on tues (06.01). yumn. seafoood.. yumn. sashimii.. yumn. oo shut up! not much to report. n everyone else goes like, with who? with who? none of ur business. naa, nothing juicy with tis one, hee, if u suddenly become that interested, well, have the right to be suspicious with ur intention for being interested. hehhe.

visit priska on wed (07.01), bit pee-d off, she was sleeping the whole length of our visit! left her a message tho, eloo, by the time u can read, this message would have been 5 years expired! hahha, she’s only a week old baby, shouldn’t have gone nuts like tis =) have to admit that u r much much more cuty than everyone who visit u, oh btw, went with lyd, n the driver, he was bit weird, v v long journey home, getting cranky (tho produced no sound) sitting by myself at the back, while the lovebirds in front were.. (argh, now understand why he chose to merry-go-round all the way from north then (perhaps) north west to south then eastern suburbs!!) that’s not fairr!! felt like swolling them both off the earth surface.

okay, no more extra-ordinary occurrences til today, at sis place, using andy’s cool mobile workstation, nope, he got borrowed from office. am just test driving. they’re still out to lunch with other young couples having played badminton @ macq. uni. think better staying here, blogging, doing some reading, enjoying the backyard. btw, am reading Elliot’s Passion n Purity. will report to u sometime, quite blowing me off. what a rewarded perseverance! huh, am so slow, still haven’t finished reading it till now.

wait.. NYE (31.12.2003), was cool, as expected. anyway, will write strawberry shortcut style, in case u wanna puke having to bear with too much non-sense details of it. got home @ 3 am, so crowded, luckily am not an agrophobic (acrophobic? agoraphobic? perhaps 2nd one, u knoe wot i mean, an abnormal fear of open n public places). then there’s also wierd smell, very normal guess, after party’s off, the ‘residue’ of drunken ppl, alcohol plus smoke, can imagine how puky that kind of smell, wanna puke myself. yuks, also felt like being contracted by thousands of germs, having to share the same air with other 700,000 ppl.

seVEN.. sIX.. fiVEE.. foRR.. thREE.. twOO.. oNEEE.. off.

p.s. another year had passed again, what’s next? surely there’s something more to life than year in year out, one eternal one..

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