because what i see is such a strange caricature of life, and what you see is not what you get.

i woke up today-finally waking up after a dream of reading a book instead of writing my compo for the o's, and coming back to find the topics have changed along with others like not handing in my chi essay-not really liking what i see. everywhere. including myself. these few days have been (for want of a better word) fucking tiring. but i am enjoying them with a hunger for more, so today is a lovely pitstop with rainy weather (: although the weather has been downright uncooperative for the past two days. walking=the hottest sunniest weather. bbq=rain. twice. beach=no freaking clouds at all=im sunburnt. night dinner=rain again. but sitting on the beach tram might be one of my hobbies soon with it being so lazy and pleasant slumping and sight seeing and falling asleep. have fallen in love with sentosa, save for that entrance fee hehe. the pile of books are waiting almost accusingly for me to devour them. im toying with the idea of making this blog private again because it seems to me something turning so superficial. at times i realise im caught too in this bloody web. thank god the people around me still opt for a more personal approach of conveying concern/talking instead of i-dont-know-go-see-for-yourself. eh a link between sleeping too much and feeling hmmmmmmm is beginning to form. a rather weak one but still present.. damnit im not going to see my gunpenguin for weeks and weeks! now that i have highlighted my hair red, my next goal will be jet black hair with white highlights. no, not ala rouge. whatever how her name is spelt. the rest of the holidays is beaming to me :::::::::D photos next time.