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Friday, June 27, 2008
alright. so i resolve to be friendly to strangers for the next three days or so. yess. computing camp. im actually going for it. aweessssomeeee. why do i feel this sense of foreboding laced with the sense that this could actually be fun? wait a minute. fun? fun?! the last orientation i remember was umm, somewhat dirty, a little weird cos of all the new faces, a little insane because of all the cheering, more than a little disconcerting because of the mass dance, more than a little brainless, and oh yes. did i forget. it was fun. sorta. *gasp* i said the f-word! goodness gracious me! well yes, i can hardly say i didnt enjoy myself at all without lying now, can i? besides.. *in best dr who imitation voice* unfamiliar faces, raucous laughter, running around do crazy things... awwwww, what could go wrong!
yes, what could go wrong indeed. (did i mention ill have to catch the next episode of dr who on monday instead?) but oh well. let us dwell on happy thoughts. guess what i bought for twelve bucks yesterday. SEVEN WHOLE BOOKS. do they get any cheaper than that? of course, i didnt find what i was looking for, not exactly. im currently itching for book four and i am so not willing to pay something close to twenty for a new copy. especially not after i found out that his name for the evil guy is actually the same as the muslim version of satan. okay, not exactly a huge crime but hello.. you can come up with this whole wonderful story but not get an original name for your Big Bad Being? okay, i wont go any further. i found out recently that robert jordan passed away. *observes a minute of silence* and that the very last book will be written by someone else from his notes. *gasps and tries not to die myself* that is very bad news. how can you do this to me.. i am only on book four! :( :( :( anyways. two bucks a book is the cheapest ive seen so far and it was with very mixed feelings that i realised that there wasnt any robert jordan on sale. more of the usual though. dragonlance series, john grisham, etc. and i saw david eddings, even. two copies of the same book. *shakes head* anyways i got nick hornby, because well, a little bit of laughter has gotta be worth two bucks right.. (three for five, actually) even if i wouldnt part with the actual retail price when ive got absolutely nothing to read. and les miserables, cos umm, i suppose its one of those things you just have to get around to sooner or later.. zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance cos it sounded familiar? and i discarded theroux for something called "the only bush i trust is my own". you have to see the cover to know why i got it. i only wanted theroux cos he used to lecture at nus, after all. and his ideas were nice and imaginative. and various other things. if anyones in need of a read, you know who to call. and of course. i met up with qiyi today. that in itself warrants a celebration, doesnt it. my cheek muscles havent felt more excercised in ages. (did i spell that right?)
hmm i do hope i can get up before eight tomorrow.
12:19 am
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.
