Everyone you know is gonna shine
I havent had much time to think about a lot of things, in between worrying what to put into my theatre essays (WHICH ARE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE AND I'M PRETTY DAMN WORRIED) and praxis and playing with my rubik's cube, which takes up SO MUCH time (heh.). thank goodness for extensions and foreign students. :)
anyway. i was reading people's blogs and it made me realise that when you go on a voyage to find everyone's blogs and bookmark them, they must really mean something. this is not your average "oh-look-'s-blog-lets-bookmark-it" situation. This is when you really make a conscious effort to keep track of people's lives, whether or not you keep track of your own. i think there is inherent beauty there, something that transcends many things: boundaries mostly.
anyway.
i have cut my hair. and it is now ridiculously short, even though i used to have shorter hair. i am suddenly reminded of my lost bet to crystal and dawn to not cut my hair for 6 months. That resulted in a fish and co treat which i still remember, one which i think i wanted more than winning the bet. if i had bet with dawn and crystal now, i would have won. well. maybe not. 6 months is ridiculously long: and after that, your hair will be too.
so i currently resemble a hay stack (Sigh.) but a cute one, i hope. heh. my mother likes it. but the last time i thought my mum had good taste i ended up buying a floral print wraparound skirt, which on hindsight is a clear monstrocity. mother doesn't always know best.
i have fallen in love with someone, and it's exciting. chance encounters, random conversations and all that. only thing is i have stopped hoping for something to happen. there is no point. and there's something very comforting about this space we're in: knowing each other well enough to stop for conversation, but not well enough to share secrets and other things. this liminal space has it's charm and it's beauty seems alluring. i think this is the best part of relationships: after this the excitement is moved to something else.
i'm learning to make do with the randomness. It's an escape for me.
to be only yours i pray
I havent had much time to think about a lot of things, in between worrying what to put into my theatre essays (WHICH ARE NOT MAKING ANY SENSE AND I'M PRETTY DAMN WORRIED) and praxis and playing with my rubik's cube, which takes up SO MUCH time (heh.). thank goodness for extensions and foreign students. :)
anyway. i was reading people's blogs and it made me realise that when you go on a voyage to find everyone's blogs and bookmark them, they must really mean something. this is not your average "oh-look-
anyway.
i have cut my hair. and it is now ridiculously short, even though i used to have shorter hair. i am suddenly reminded of my lost bet to crystal and dawn to not cut my hair for 6 months. That resulted in a fish and co treat which i still remember, one which i think i wanted more than winning the bet. if i had bet with dawn and crystal now, i would have won. well. maybe not. 6 months is ridiculously long: and after that, your hair will be too.
so i currently resemble a hay stack (Sigh.) but a cute one, i hope. heh. my mother likes it. but the last time i thought my mum had good taste i ended up buying a floral print wraparound skirt, which on hindsight is a clear monstrocity. mother doesn't always know best.
i have fallen in love with someone, and it's exciting. chance encounters, random conversations and all that. only thing is i have stopped hoping for something to happen. there is no point. and there's something very comforting about this space we're in: knowing each other well enough to stop for conversation, but not well enough to share secrets and other things. this liminal space has it's charm and it's beauty seems alluring. i think this is the best part of relationships: after this the excitement is moved to something else.
i'm learning to make do with the randomness. It's an escape for me.
to be only yours i pray
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