if only
2010-04-01 12:22 a.m.
im trying a new policy of not being mean and not bitching.
but darn then what am i going to blog about?
today was a fine day.
actually it wasnt, it rained really badly half the time.
but see, there i am being mean to mother nature.
what do people TALK about?
monologue of what they did?
how does that even work?
i woke up at 12 today.
walked downstairs, ate breakfast/lunch.
stoned for a while whilst trying to identify the cause of an achy feeling in my legs.
remembered yanqing sitting on me during splits yesterday.
wiggled around trying to find a comfortable not-too-painful way of stretching it out.
gave up after 5 minutes and walked upstairs.
tried to find something to wear to xen but realized everything was in the process of waiting to be washed/being washed/being dryed/being folded/making its way back to the cupboard.
finally found a pair of pants hidden under a bunch of other stuff.
made a mental note to tidy up wardrobe.
realized that the mental note had been in existence since last year.
decided to scrounge for cool copy-able youtube videos.
found a bundle but realized i was terribly late, again.
rushed to xen in the pouring rain, still arrived half an hour late.
spent a rather infuriating hour acting as a living breathing yelling metronome.
practiced a few more hours....uncertain of future outcome.
went from being pissed to being demoralized to being quite shocked and then just demoralized again.
took yanqing's shine class, realized that dancing and counting at the same time requires quite a bit of lung power.
briefly pondered upon how it is beyonce can yell and shake at the same time.
reached no conclusion, attributed it to an abnormality in nature.
hitched a ride home with ronald together with dionne and angela, had an interesting conversation about dying fishes on the way.
reached home.
logged on diaryland.
typed this silly post.
couldnt think of anything else to write.
decided to end the post.
taa.
