hi nette this is for you. hurhur.wth from the sound of it the lizards hiding behind the wine cabinet are either the freaking size of mice, or spontaneously exploding.
not the greatest of sounds to hear from beind you at 3am.
why am i up at this hour when i have to be in school, coiffed and coutured and completely cultured, at 8.45am?
bahhh.
it's been a long week that's flown past in a blur of days and nights full of sound and fury on the mute. i finally got the chance to read and run, a little, although i didn't hit my target :(:(:(
spent today more or less youtubing; i blame emmy rossum, because (last night i believe) i flipped open the papers to realise that phantom of the opera was on tv; having issed more than an hour and a half of it i was resigned to not hearing my favourite song of all. nevertheless-- and i call this providence, and gods smiling on the foolish-- when i turned on the tv it was just in time to catch this:
i know people always talk of sarah brightman as quintessential christine daae, but emmy rossum's sheer... innocence... captures the heart. sometimes it's more than technique that matters, you know?
i have been away from friends too long :( but i am truly truly blest to have the creatures in my life, who always try to make time for me :D thank you xf for listening to me, you're the bestest (and most stylish) best friend a girl could have. (ehhhh creamy lemon fish pasta?? SUSPICIOUS) and sorry i was cryptic. haha. always act mysterious -_-
life is strange. distance doesn't necessarily mean a lack of closeness; being on separate continents doesn't always connote an ebbing of the feeling that no matter what happens in life there's a certain person you'll always turn to for anything ranging from homework grief to parental issues to boy trouble to (hurhur) married bliss. HAHA. but proximity doesn't necessarily mean you'll have that emotional nearness either; on thursday aakash handed me a card to write for marcus and i just sat down and stared at for the longest time. i couldn't remember the last time i'd spoken to him, or even the last time i'd seen him-- was it in the corridors, a class, lecture, the gym? being in (even) law school, which has like a population of waaay under a thousand, doesn't mean closeness or even random chance-sighted occasions are guaranteed.
and so we drift away from each other like unquiet boats, the currents of our lives tugging away and away and away. maybe that's why i've felt so unanchored this semester, like law school's a dream within a dream; compared to year 1 sem 1 we've all become so much further apart. what happened to cedele dinners with the boys tagging along, watching sweeney todd and elizabeth and starbucksing over rawls and mills and finnis, endless msn conversations, meeting to study over cookies and phone calls late into the night? some things were-- i guess-- meant to fade, but i can't help feeling like the underlying friendships ought to have stayed and if not thrived at least subsisted.
so despite the vaguely threatening murmur of the exams around the corner, we're taking time out to renew our fraying bonds. hopefully dinner on monday doesn't fall through or something. and hopefully the visit to the ulu-est place of singapore (read: ntu. HAHA) works out too! and ho sim yee! i want dinner at pomo again with you and hw and we can go and watch the martial version of kamasutra with all the suggestive positions that *ahem* engrossed you so much.
now -THAT- was a night i didn't blog about, but suffice it to say ishi mura food is excellent, the company was absolutely delightful, and a lone cds girl should NEVER go out with the sister-light-sister-dark of eds. HAHA XF you have no idea how many times sim yee screamed "where is xf". admittedly we were cruel, cruel, cruel, but it was fun. HEE. "my toe touched it"; "100ml is not a lot of ice-cream!" and of course the ubiquitous reprisal of the shui xiu. HAHA. sim yee is classsssic.
but we made peace at the end of the night, sitting in istana park eating pear sorbet out of the carton, watching the stars and threatening to throw sim yee in the water, climbing to such great heights to take pictures and marvelling over jazz CDs, too much homework and too little time to spend in each other's company.
sigh.
and oh my gosh whatever the lizards are doing they're still at it. SHUT UP AND GO TO SLEEP before i break my policy of non-extermination-of-lizards and start hunting.
i am sorry, even if i don't show it