Last night I ate fried rice without taste. Lol. It has all the carrot, the peas, the chicken, but it has absolutely no taste. It was like eating white rice, the others didn't fare much either with nasi kapsah or whatever it is from arab and homos which looked like guana ?! The meal was hopeless.
When the lady came to calculate how much we should pay, she asked me what I ate.
"Fried Rice"
"With what? With chicken ka, with beef ka?"
I had wanted to say Fried Rice without anything but what came out from my mouth was "Nasi goreng tanpa.. rasa" which basically means Fried Rice Without Taste. She sort of grinned and the guys laughed at me. Duh.
Later on that night I felt uneasy in the stomach, I am not sure that the fried rice was to blame.
Then I had a dream about a dirty guy (housemate of Pit) getting married to I-don't-know-who. And I was busy with the preparation, I get to be a bridesmaid! And my dress was beautiful, at least I thought so in the dream. I had a veil thingy but smaller and not over my face of course, a white plump dress with pink layers (since when had i liked pink?) I held a little bouquet. My partner to walk down the aisle is the third bestman, the tallest, who I think was Starky's brother although he doesn't look anything like Starky's brother and apparently his name is Arthur. (I dont' think I know any arthur after kindergarten). I was very happy but Arthur walks unbeliavably fast and I fidgeted to tidy up my dress, fumbling with the bouquet he gave me and also trying to smile my best at the camera.
3.28.2002
Went to the cimp talent nite, it was funny and the performance are good. I hardly noticed the time and it took like 3.5 hours! I wish I had lecturers like those. They're good sports and goodlookin' too! At least compared to my lecturers that is.
There was one band who's particularly nervous, the singer. His voice was ok and the song wasn't bad but he was really nervous until he forgot the words. But the crowd cheered on him and sang along with the band so it got on well. It was pretty sweet for the guys to sing along. Really boosted the band up!
The ones singing actually have nice voices so they actually have talents (darn I wish I could sing and dance like 'em).
Pudding Yam Milk Tea Rules!!!
Watched Save the last dance on VCD. She dances beautifully (for me). I always thought that people shouldn't dance alone, like in the talent nite. They somehow look strange, as if they're the only one worked up. But since I saw the movie I realized that that's especially not true for ballet. Ballerinas actually fill the whole stage with them, you just focus on their movements that you don't get to think about the oddities of dancing alone.
There was one band who's particularly nervous, the singer. His voice was ok and the song wasn't bad but he was really nervous until he forgot the words. But the crowd cheered on him and sang along with the band so it got on well. It was pretty sweet for the guys to sing along. Really boosted the band up!
The ones singing actually have nice voices so they actually have talents (darn I wish I could sing and dance like 'em).
Pudding Yam Milk Tea Rules!!!
Watched Save the last dance on VCD. She dances beautifully (for me). I always thought that people shouldn't dance alone, like in the talent nite. They somehow look strange, as if they're the only one worked up. But since I saw the movie I realized that that's especially not true for ballet. Ballerinas actually fill the whole stage with them, you just focus on their movements that you don't get to think about the oddities of dancing alone.
3.25.2002
A new addition to the pictures that has not yet been added yet, this is a sneak peak although it might not be something new to some of you anyway. Warning: People with heart difficulties should not try at any cost to look at it. Don't say I didn't warn you okay? Here it is. I did smile.. I swear, I guess she clicked just when I thought it was over.
I dreamt something about the airport again, being late, finding the gate to the waiting room, and the plane left without me.
The other day I dreamt about stones, lots and lots of stones, what significance would that be I wonder. The story was about Starky, somehow becoming the daughter of my mom's friend, and we were in a car with her dad. She wanted to have a wall of stones .. or decorate her house with stones or something. So we went around and round to search for ideas from other houses. I suggested small stones that you stuck together with cement or anything and then spray it so that it's a bit shiny, or stones for garden paths, etc. Somehow though she wasn't satisfied. I forgot how it ends I just remembered there are a lot ... of .. stones.
The other day I dreamt about stones, lots and lots of stones, what significance would that be I wonder. The story was about Starky, somehow becoming the daughter of my mom's friend, and we were in a car with her dad. She wanted to have a wall of stones .. or decorate her house with stones or something. So we went around and round to search for ideas from other houses. I suggested small stones that you stuck together with cement or anything and then spray it so that it's a bit shiny, or stones for garden paths, etc. Somehow though she wasn't satisfied. I forgot how it ends I just remembered there are a lot ... of .. stones.
I fought nature, or at least I thought so ha ha. It's a mind blowing experience. We were walking around the complex and from afar we heard thunder and rain. Someone said the rain is coming towards us and someone else was running, the guards were rushing to their tiny houses and I ran as well. I was never a great runner, not even a sufficient runner, but I ran as fast as I could with that someone else. I asked, "Is this real?" a dozen times or so to her, and she replied "YES!! It's coming!" Coz somehow I can't believe that any rain could be chasing anything, but I heard the rumbles getting closer and I ran even faster. So what if I got wet actually.. but I ran because I wanted to know if I could get to my place dry. All the time I was ordering myself not to fall. I can feel the wind blowing harder and the rumble getting louder and nearer every second. It was one of the most exciting experience in a long time I think. Just as I arrived at the bottom of my apartment, free from the threat of rain the rumble came and drench the place. Gasping for breath I was so proud to win. It's difficult to understand why it's really exciting or anything at all, but I feel great. Deffinitely.
3.24.2002
It meant nothing than dinners and lunches together, that's what we are. There was no gang, no group, or anything significant to allow us to say 'we'. As always I couldn't stop myself from hoping and as always couldn't stop things to dissapoint me. I have too many demands for anyone to fulfill, I have to learn to control my selfishness.
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