the narrator

I am only a little melancholic, a little bit sick of the world, but isn’t everyone like this?

If you feel that I am unfamiliar in a crowd, do not be surprised, that is not the real me

I am still the person you know from before.

by Jimmy Liao

the story

June 2004
August 2004
September 2005
October 2005
November 2005
December 2005
January 2006
February 2006
March 2006
April 2006
May 2006
June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
April 2007
May 2007
August 2007
September 2007
January 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
November 2010
December 2010
February 2011
March 2011
April 2011
May 2011
June 2011
July 2011
August 2011
September 2011
October 2011
November 2011
December 2011
January 2012
February 2012
March 2012
May 2012
June 2012
August 2012
September 2012
October 2012
November 2012
January 2013
February 2013
March 2013
May 2013
June 2013
July 2013
August 2013
January 2014
February 2014
June 2014
September 2014
January 2015
April 2015
February 2016
March 2016
April 2016

the creator

blogger
blogskins
brushes: x
lyrics: big city life by mattafix
#id10tdoc;

Sunday, July 30, 2006

Oh my, July is slipping past, and I'm more than 1/2 way through the year 2006! Next year everything will be different. I will have... but that's a different story, and it's too far away to dwell on in the present and now.

Can't believe that I've only been away from home for 1 week. IH grows on you after a while, makes you feel like you're going to grow roots and become a permanent fixture like that gigantic tree in the courtyard. I'm going to fossilise here...

Therefore I've been endeavouring to get out of my room as often as possible, which is a totally unwise thing to do since it's freezing with a -40 degree wind chill (figuratively, figuratively) outside and I'm battling that stupid cold that's somehow managed to cling on to me again. Ahh..the never-ending cycle of the 'College Cold'. Yep, I'm back in the loop.

Booze cruise last night. Dress-up party with a 'P' theme. Some guy dressed up as a 'Pillow' - massive pillow for a head, with a mattress to boot. He's the size of 3 gigantic footballers under all that costuming. Very impressive. My absolute favourite though, is the 'Plank', who...yes you guessed it, taped a large plank onto himself. 'Hi, I'm The Plank. Nice to meet you.'
Pixies, Prostitutes, Papa Smurf, Presents, Pansies, Profanities, Princesses, Painters, Photographers, Powerpuff girls, Prisoners, Plainsclothes Police(wo)men, Pegs, Picasso, Peacocks, Pirates... The looks of other innocent commuters aboard the tram taking them all to the city must have been a hoot! Wish I was there... Haha no, actually. Getting drunk on a boat? Not my style, not after what happened with D (yes, imply all you want, whatever).

Timetable arrangements ... sigh. Some mistake's been made with Alloc8 and I've been put into a class that doesn't actually exist. As a result, my timetable has to be compromised. Not cool. And now I'm in a class for dispute resolution that doesn't contain anyone I know. Like I said, not cool. Have got Witting for torts though, so that's some consolation.

Amy, Sook (yes I'm calling you Sook or Sookie or Sukie or ...) and Yvonne suprised me with a pack of T2 tea as a belated bday present today. Guys, took you long enough (kidding, kidding). Alas I have a blocked nose, so am unable to inhale the fragrance of the Green Honey Almond tea (or something like that). Sad sad.

This week...Sigh, what can I say? First I felt like a hermit, then my timetable screwed up, then I'm sick, then everything else screwed up. Ahh the ups and downs of life....I'm waiting for the 'UP'! Ok ok...no whinging or whining. Life's good enough as it is. ^_^


Taking it easy....


..signing off..

0 dropped by