Holiday Clone #1: Frost Nova on Auto
Hmm. My blog has been a bit too novelty of late. What with all the Wizard shit and the poetry and headaches... This realisation heralds the dawn of a new age, the spectacular revelation that is the 'utterly boring narrative breakdown of the day' series.
Jussst joking! My blogs shall never lose their lustre and shine! And don't worry all you fellow RJCians, my business (OMG big business, busy-ness have the same spelling!!) was NOT because i was cooped up in my frivalously frosty room mugging maths by completing a common test '03 paper. Oh wait, it actually kinda was. Wak.
Don't panic! Keep those textbooks and sheath those pens! Only 1.5 hours were wasted this way. The rest was spent rather fruitfully (in part literally as the mangoes for dinner were sensual-lite, meaning lovely but low fat ;D).
I woke at 9:30 to a breakfast in bed (and frosty aircon) and was reading Blender through to about 11am. Everybody here who declares him/herself a music fan, BUY THIS MAGAZINE! No butts here, its the breast mus-zine around! While reading the Backstreet Boys article, however, i (unsurprisingly) dozed off. This time for about 2 hours till lunch was served. Lunch was nothing notable, as usual, for my fixed mindset of a grandmother seems to cloister her brain inside this shell of unreceptiveness to new culinary experiences or something...
After plopping down in front of the comp (have i mentioned in frosty aircon), I then proceeded to write songs and refine/adapt some poems as lyrics for jeremy. Wah i am SUCH a hypocrite. I write so many songs with punkish connotations when i utterly despise that genre... No wonder its the 'in' thing flooding airwaves now, its just so damned easy to compose lyrics for :P
Post-traumatic workload, i decided to de-stress abit and play with a rather unkempt Nubi. Once again, i think he's blowing his coat (nothing sick here!) and shedding excessively (read: hair beyond compare). My grooming of him was hence rather ineffective as he just magically continued producing copious amounts of fur to replace those fallen... Much like Hydras of mythological yore. Hmm, i'd always known Nubi to be some monster.
Oh! While walking Nubi, he did this extremely g0su combo. Firstly. he sniffed a small patch of grass. With his head down to the level of the grass, it then moved steadily forward with his sleek body following suit. Immediately after, he let loose jetstreams of pee while continuing his army crawl forward. It was amazing beyond words. Not that i'd want this particular skill, of course. Just give me all dogs' ability to look irresistibly cute at all times please.
Dinner was then sumptiously superb as all my aunts and uncs came over. Ended up talking to Daryl about some deep shit (both the one he was in and the complex depth of it) that the EFers and our casual friendship normally does not permit.
Does anyone else notice this? Its almost impossible to be casual, fun-loving friends with friends you're extremely close (eg confidantes, best friends) to, and vice versa. I feel its time to LOWER THOSE DEFENSE BARRIERS and let the x-wings of luuurve come in and destroy that black death star of a heart.
Oh btw, if Daryl noticed (and how could he not?) the gajillion 'frosty's scattered throughout this entry, READ IT AND WEEP TEARS THAT WONT FREEZE IN YOUR NON-AIRCONed ROOM! Wahaha aircon roxxx.
My god. I'm losing my famous tabloid-y tone of normal recapping entries. Where's the sarcasm? Where's the wittiness? Where's the Dwayne? Oh. There it is. Hi, how are you?
Its late. I have training tomorrow. Woo fun fun, but early early. And shiite, i haven't went and spell/vocab/grammar/punctuation/etc-checked my entries as promised yet. Crap, now that i've mentioned it, i'll have to do it. I'm sure if i didn't remind anyone, they wouldn't have noticed E.e
Gearing up for my Blog's... The Next Episode - Dr Dre ft Snoop Dogg
Jussst joking! My blogs shall never lose their lustre and shine! And don't worry all you fellow RJCians, my business (OMG big business, busy-ness have the same spelling!!) was NOT because i was cooped up in my frivalously frosty room mugging maths by completing a common test '03 paper. Oh wait, it actually kinda was. Wak.
Don't panic! Keep those textbooks and sheath those pens! Only 1.5 hours were wasted this way. The rest was spent rather fruitfully (in part literally as the mangoes for dinner were sensual-lite, meaning lovely but low fat ;D).
I woke at 9:30 to a breakfast in bed (and frosty aircon) and was reading Blender through to about 11am. Everybody here who declares him/herself a music fan, BUY THIS MAGAZINE! No butts here, its the breast mus-zine around! While reading the Backstreet Boys article, however, i (unsurprisingly) dozed off. This time for about 2 hours till lunch was served. Lunch was nothing notable, as usual, for my fixed mindset of a grandmother seems to cloister her brain inside this shell of unreceptiveness to new culinary experiences or something...
After plopping down in front of the comp (have i mentioned in frosty aircon), I then proceeded to write songs and refine/adapt some poems as lyrics for jeremy. Wah i am SUCH a hypocrite. I write so many songs with punkish connotations when i utterly despise that genre... No wonder its the 'in' thing flooding airwaves now, its just so damned easy to compose lyrics for :P
Post-traumatic workload, i decided to de-stress abit and play with a rather unkempt Nubi. Once again, i think he's blowing his coat (nothing sick here!) and shedding excessively (read: hair beyond compare). My grooming of him was hence rather ineffective as he just magically continued producing copious amounts of fur to replace those fallen... Much like Hydras of mythological yore. Hmm, i'd always known Nubi to be some monster.
Oh! While walking Nubi, he did this extremely g0su combo. Firstly. he sniffed a small patch of grass. With his head down to the level of the grass, it then moved steadily forward with his sleek body following suit. Immediately after, he let loose jetstreams of pee while continuing his army crawl forward. It was amazing beyond words. Not that i'd want this particular skill, of course. Just give me all dogs' ability to look irresistibly cute at all times please.
Dinner was then sumptiously superb as all my aunts and uncs came over. Ended up talking to Daryl about some deep shit (both the one he was in and the complex depth of it) that the EFers and our casual friendship normally does not permit.
Does anyone else notice this? Its almost impossible to be casual, fun-loving friends with friends you're extremely close (eg confidantes, best friends) to, and vice versa. I feel its time to LOWER THOSE DEFENSE BARRIERS and let the x-wings of luuurve come in and destroy that black death star of a heart.
Oh btw, if Daryl noticed (and how could he not?) the gajillion 'frosty's scattered throughout this entry, READ IT AND WEEP TEARS THAT WONT FREEZE IN YOUR NON-AIRCONed ROOM! Wahaha aircon roxxx.
My god. I'm losing my famous tabloid-y tone of normal recapping entries. Where's the sarcasm? Where's the wittiness? Where's the Dwayne? Oh. There it is. Hi, how are you?
Its late. I have training tomorrow. Woo fun fun, but early early. And shiite, i haven't went and spell/vocab/grammar/punctuation/etc-checked my entries as promised yet. Crap, now that i've mentioned it, i'll have to do it. I'm sure if i didn't remind anyone, they wouldn't have noticed E.e
Gearing up for my Blog's... The Next Episode - Dr Dre ft Snoop Dogg
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