alritey. i've finally gotten my braces on and man do they hurt! and they're quite gross cos food particles accumulate very quickly in the grooves and ridges. after eating a plate full of soft, chewable siewmai, i was grossed out to discover i had a huge clump of meat stuck in between my teeth. won't they look ugly after you eat? that's motivation to eat less then! oh and yes, whoever it was from 1e that asked me on friday but i forgot who, they're green in colour. =D
 
went for acjc dance night, and debs is goodstuff. haha, it's very different lar, rj and ac's style. i got the "esplanade feel" for both, one due to location, the other due to theatrics/musical setting. hrrrm, saw vid there, who was laughing at my braces. why?! are they that hilarious?
 
i was quite thrilled to hear like a prayer on class95 the other day, i thought it was too old to be played. it's an amazing song, with great lyrical dexterity and double meanings.
 
oh! i went to QueenBitch House the other day, and the hairdresser was this inquisitive man (he's either divorced, a widower or a gay who adopted, cos he only "had a son") who was asking me this and that about my life and giving his opinion on life and whatever. personally, i'm mildly irritated by such characters of the likes of him and taxi drivers. yakking on and on whilst you're trapped in their company for that duration of 10-30 minutes, people you don't even know. you're forced to listen to them and smile and agree even when you don't. and when you express your disagreement, they gently chide you, as if they would know the ways of the world better just by virtue of their years. but he did bring up some very good points, which i shall ruminate over.
 
ugh, emmanuel tripped me up during basketball for pe, and now i look like i've got Christ's stigmata on my palms. and yes, someone was there. but it was the wrong someone, anyway. or rather, right if you have a warped sense of unlucky vs unluckier.
 
i love lynn's retro cd!
 
and i'm getting sick of you, really i am. both of you. but sick in different ways. one i loathe, the other i'm tired of trying to connect. but i am defeated by both. and i am humiliated. my only advantage over the two of you has been exploited and infiltrated. in the only way i thought i could be better. truly, i am nothing now compared to both of you. but one i seethe in anger at my helplessness, the other i look on in awe and sadness that now you are really better than me in every single way., and that there is no way i can touch you now. and i think about all the songs that remind me of you, and every single one is a song related to-
 
 

dance. 


quixoticka eulogized @ 11:19:00 pm