Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Caught In The Moment

Its pouring outside.
I love the rain, i love it i adore it i relish in it i dance in it. I LOVE IT.

I was prancing around the house, singing at the top of my lungs

"LET THE RAIN FALL DOWN
(eh shuddap la)
AND WAKE-AH MY DREAMS
LET IT WASH AWAY
(Can you please shut up)
MY SANITY!"

Geezer. Cant a girl sing without protestations from everyone anymore? I reckon its cause i was singing the bolded parts extremely loud. But "SHUT UP LA JIE JIE" is abit HARSH doncha think?

Its coming down in sheets and sheets, the rain.

SHEETS.

I realise i have to take off my watch to blog comfortably. (So it wont keep rubbing on my wrist which hurts like crap by the way.)


Since we're on the subject, i'll tell you about how Frann rubbed her thigh against me. (I know, oh-my-gosh) . We were standing in the rain under a tiny green umbrella, and i was pressed up against the wall with her shoving closer and closer to me, flattening me against the swimming pool partition in her heated frenzy.

HAHAHAA.


This almost sounds like some homoporn. But whoops, sorry you sickos, all we have here is a poor victimised umbrella owner, and a alarmingly inflexible water-phobic who has chronic ombrophobia but has NO UMBRELLA.

Though, of course, we cant say for sure.

HOHOHO.

I also had a revelation while i was showering.

ALL MY FRIENDS ARE RELATIVELY ATTRACTIVE-ISH.

My friends (in no order of merit whatsoever),

CARA. Shes pretty in the skinny, cute and bright-eyed way. She awfully nice and crazy, and talks wayyy to much. (wahseh, if she sees this i'll never hear the end of it)

LOOLOO. Yeah, shes fascinatingly goodlooking. (With the eyes and all). Thus, her obsession with taking pictures of herself with other peoples phones and wallpapering becomes acceptable because she actually looks nice. (I am so going to regret this. But since im going down as a asskisser, might as well do it well. And truthfully.)

Then we have FRAN-THE-PERV, whos rather handsome (no kidding! In those classics they call pretty women handsome.) and sporty-chick appealing.

BOBS, who is extremely crazy cute because she laughs so much. Shes gonna lead a long, happy life, i tell you. Break lots of hearts too, cause they say boys love girls who laugh alot.

NAT (small things come in small packages, buddy), who is awesomely pretty even though she doesnt believe me. She thinks her face is round like a mooncake but its not. Not unlike CLEO who is just-sort-of-gorgeous, and sings with that sore-throaty voice which is so stunningly nice.

And VANES whos sweet and un-singaporeish looking, with the symmetrical features (YEAH REALLY VANES, I ALWAYS THOUGHT YOUR FACE WAS AWFULLY SYMMETRICAL).

DIONNE has nice eyes. And her crazy hair makes that kind of unique pretty-ness unrivaled. (Sniff. She called me the EHPEETOEMEE of grossness too. Im too nice.)

And WEIQING!! shes so crazy mama, and unconventionally sassy-pretty ish.


And then theres CHUMMY whos just amazing cool and VERON whos becoming prettier every week (i dunno why. I figure its the eyes too.) and BELBEL and VAL who are my longest time buddies other than DEARDEAR who is totally angmoh alluring and NAO who is downright graeceful. They are most certianly attractive.




But then, i realise that ALL of them are really attractive because, mostly, of their personality. LOO is hilarious most of the time and shes a great buddy, and CARH is downright endearing. BOBS laughs too much, and is mostly accepting and listens really well. She doesnt gossip and doesnt really judge people. FRAN really cares for her friends. (Most of the time, anyway) And NAT is caring-and hysterical most of the time!

Everyone one of them is beautiful, on the outside, but mostly on the inside.

I cant say looks dont matter in this material world.

Its probably one of the most important things in fact, in this superficial and fast moving culture we have. (HAHA, first impressions do matter a whole lot, yknow)

But when we know the culture is wrong, dont follow it.

God only wants whats inside anyway.
He gives hardly a pizz for what you look like on the outside.

Culture thought talking to yourself in public was synonymous to insanity, but its now PROVEN that people who talk to themselves in their head or outloud are MORE INTELLIGENT and more INSIGHTFUL and REFLECTIVE, because its like writing a diary in your head.

HAHAH YA LOSERS IN THE BUS WHO GAVE ME FUNNY LOOKS WHEN I WAS MUMBLING SOMETHING TO MYSELF IN THE BUS!

IM SMARTER THAN YOU!


Sometimes popular culture is wrong.
We just have to be brave enough to see it.



REQUESTING:
The History Boys DVD. Anyone?

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