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Saturday, July 28, 2007
this 1982, janine by alasdair gray is beautiful.. beautiful beautiful beautiful.. definitely not in a pseudo-beautiful (?) way.. even though probably somewhere around 95% of the beauty is lost on me.. ehh no, i dont mean the so-called pornographic parts of it.. hell, no.. i wish i took lit.. and can somebody please make a movie out of it.. i know if i did, id leave the middle suicide part with the screen blank and a very surround sound thing going on.. yeah, youd only be able to enjoy it in nice cinemas..
anyways. currently in a rather bouyant happyish sort of mood.. if you asked me for a favour id probably do it.. *gringrin* 1) after like half the book of feeling so *fill in the blank* cos i so knew there was something awfully awesome going on but i just didnt know what and i just didnt get it, whatwith all the sexual stuff and all the spilling around of memories and fantasies.. but yeah, IT MAKES SENSE NOW. well, not perfect sense but, some sort of sense.. beautiful sense. (for the lack of a better word.) yahoohay. (yeah i learnt a new expression.) i am so gonna have to read this again. 2) i did math today.. like yay. i mean, yahoohay. yes drown myself in math.. math is such a detestable subject, maybe because its so unfeeling.. but there is such order, such clarity.. (well not clarity exactly to me, but i assume mathematicians find math clear?) its nice to know/have the feeling that one part of your mind is free from cobwebs.. i kinda gave up on planning, and it has made all the difference.. you know like how they say fail to plan and plan to fail.. you know what, that so does not work for me, cos when i plan, or at least start to plan, i plan for perfection, like superhuman perfection which is like undoable for me by a far far stretch.. so i like uhh, give up even doing anything since im such a long way off.. but now yayhoohay! :) i dont even have anything to compare to *gringrin* 3) i ran into this mother with three crying kids (okay well only one was crying) on the bus today and being in such a good mood as explained above, i like offered jasons sweet to her like to stop the crying or sth but i guess the sweet was kinda huge for a little carry-in-the-arms kid so yeah.. but anyways, the mum was so friendly it just so made my day/night. im rather freaked out by friendly people actually. especially those who genuinely are friendly, not those i dunno, superficial (?) sort who just give me a very whatever feeling.. and yes especially those whom im gonna see again.. they want to get to know you, like i dunno, being their friendly selves i guess.. i dont want to get to know them.. not really.. actually not at all. okay maybe in a mildly interested kinda way.. unless im gonna know you for like a long time to come then i dont wanna know, you know? i dont really care.. (alright there. now ive said it.) yeah and i dont expect any more/less from you/them/whoever. i dont want to be known. in fact, yes being invisible would be nice.. did i tell you i nearly achieved that in my chem class when i was still doing H2.. yeah until she started noticing my fail grade, ho hum. yeah anyway, friendly strangers are alright. they dont wanna get to know you, just friendly in a passing kinda way.. yeah she was genuinely friendly. it so made my day. :)
11:06 pm
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
