Saturday, May 08, 2004

what i did today.

..you know, i read other people's blogs that go
"uMz, thEn aT 0715:45 i mEt uP with TheM anD thEn we tOok tHe mRt and wE sAt dOwn aNd yaDda yAdda yaddA aNd wIlL n0W exPlaIn tO yOu iN gReAt pAiNfUl deTaIl eVeRy sInGlE tHiNg I dId iNcluDinG tHe pRoceSs oF iNhAlAtioN aNd exHaLaTioN aNd hOw I bLinK."

augh augh augh!! i swear, if i ever end up blogging like that, please please kill me. and make it painful; i SO deserve it.
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nadalala honk yoyo had a weird dream after watching Bring It On and she told us today what it was and it left the bunch of us chortling so hard we nearly fell of the benches. ok fine, it was only me who nearly fell off.

there's this scene in the movie when this bitchy choreographer made the squad line up and critisized them one by one. to one of them, he said, "what's with the skin?? say it with me..SUNLIGHT."

so nadya dreamt she was doing the same thing except the cheerleader in question was our B'BALLER, tomboyish friend who's uh, pretty airport-ish if you get what i mean and in the said dream, she was in a BIKINI competition of all things! lol
so nadya went "what's with the skin?? say it with me..SUNLIGHT."
and then..
"and WHAT's with the chest? say it with me...BOOB JOB."

*laugh so hard she splutters on her ribena*

ok mebbe it was funnier the way she said it and seeing our friend's [who shall remain nameless for her sake lol] indignant and sulky face. she's really funny when she gets 'upset'. she scrunches her face and makes animal noises and occasionaly, she bites. today the victim was gennie but she darted away just in time *phew*
the other time, she and nadya was insulting each other AGAIN while we were studying at mcD - nad was laughing at her own wittiness and jabbing her finger in her face and she promptly bit the offending finger! nadya was abit flabberfasted for a split-second all jaw-dropped then it hit her that her teeth were firmly clamped on her finger then she started "aah!aah!aah!aah!"-ing.
oh what hilarious fun.

i have wild friends. *eville laugh*
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william hung really is a media clown isnt he?
its quite painful to watch him nowadaes not because of his blatant incompetentcy but to /know/ that the media are milking him for all his short-term worth. their using him and its really ugly too watch. more ugly than hearing him speak let alone, sing!
somehow, it reminds me of how people put up imbeciles up on stage and humiliate them and the said imbecile thinks they're laughing with him when they're really laughing AT him. ouch.

may that never happen to me. omm omm.

i was channel-surfing when i came across JAG playing. so i watched it for a few minutes and felt so revulsed.
today's episode was set in Saudi Arabia revolving around the theme of *drumrolls* Islam and Women's Rights [or the lack of it].

why does it sicken me to the gut even though i DO believe that it is a situation that needs to be solved?

because a serious matter like that is being exploited on tv propoganda masquerading as a harmlessly patriotic show. it's an unfair and bias perspective on the situation, exaggerating all the Bads of the saudis and islam and the 'Goodness' and morals of the americans.

my mudder who was watching as well, didn't get why i was so pissed off. i started wondering whether i was over-reacting. tell me, is my pissy offed-ness valid?
and please, dont tell me its 'just' a tv show.
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love or the diluted semblance of it is an irksome thing?

i think it is for the simple reason that it leaves you vulnerable.
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i'm listening to bic runga, i lovelove her new album and of course, her voice.

her voice has this delicate beautiful quality that my description will never do justice to.

it's like the fragile crispness of an early morning when the sky is still a pale shade of lilac and the smell of the mist floating on the grass tips of an empty field hasnt been contaminated by the acrid exhaust fumes.
it's a bittersweet beauty. so pretty so pretty-

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