Tuesday, November 23
just got back. dead tired. i really don't know what's wrong with my knee, and i'm getting a bit worried, maybe i'll do something about it. this has no relation to my habit of wearing heels i hope.. cos i'd hate to have to wear flats like all ye ordinary people.. wahhaha kidding. well today.. played the piano for an hour before going to church.. without chipping my nails.. went to church, did some admin stuff, pretty much like working at the sdc.. ate a huge lunch and met y'all. kena harrassed by some people at causeway.. i swear, if they are there the next time i go, i am going to call the police post again and lodge a report against certain people loitering around shopping areas behaving very agressively against innocent passers-by and members of the public. and i mean it. i am utterly prepared to use my official voice to protect my right to walk to an mrt station unharmed. damn them. anyway. erhh swam. janet if you have fat thighs, i suffer from elephantitis. so shuddup before i call for a vote to prove it. the pool is very big. it's too big. i could drown in its 'artificial blueness'. and just for the record, i can command the weather. wahaha. as soon as i persuaded chris to attempt to get out, the sun came out. then when i suggested shooting the clouds to make it rain so the sun could come out again, a drop of water fell on my face and it started pouring. and i still think taxi drivers don't like stopping for people who stand with towels on their heads in the rain desperately trying to flag a cab. it is utterly prejudiced but a most kind and angelic
female taxi driver stopped for us. ah hah. there you have it. females should rule the world, we rock. went back.. turned around a corner in the corridor of chris's house.. saw two dead cockroaches.. thought oh well it's dead, it can't hurt me.. heard jan's shriek, turned around another corner and saw this whole corridor of live cockroaches.. and here i admit i screamed very loudly and very high. i'm sorry, it just happens naturally.. i tend to squeal a lot and i really do hate cockroaches. so we had to walk very slowly past them all.. it was like living in one of the nightmares i always have.. walking through a passageway with cockroaches on all sides.. oh heavens. erh i'm still alive. thanks for holding my arm so i couldn't just turn around and run away and stay away. i'm not very brave. oh knight in shining armor where art thou? anyway. ordered pizza.. chipped my nail on the guitar.. *scowls fiercely* i did not pay sixteen bucks to chip a nail playing romance d'armour okay. stupid me. anyway. it's been chipped already, so who cares, i'm just going to keep playing until maybe sunday or monday when i next paint my nails. the smallest chip is still an imperfection okay. sat around.. tried to curl jan's hair.. couldn't see any dif.. went out without being attacked by any monster cockroaches.. went home in the pitch dark and discussed how frightened we'd be if we were alone. jan's scared of cheekopek men walking behind her. i'm scared of scary looking indian men walking behind me. didn't get yelled at for not calling home. don't forget to tie two tomorrow yeshhh? cya. i can't wait to bbq. well my nails are ruined anyway. imperfection!
i asked a few questions about puppets today. and the puppet master. tell me, am i wrong to think we're all being played on a string by a puppet master we cannot see? only the Truth knows. and it scares me. dancing around a fire, mocking us.. i remember a poem.. from last year.. oh well.
it must've been love.
8:44 pm
xoxo
