Friday, June 20, 2003
Yes indeed no one brings out e nice happy feeling of just yakking the world away better than good ol debbie yong. (if you're reading this debbie, i want you to turn off your computer NOW and start whacking it with a club. ego check! haha)
Anyway, the long draggy day of mugging in the Students Centre with Sesame Chicken cup noodles and cockroaches for company turned surprisingly pleasant today with the knowledge that i could look forward to a night of mindless yakking. Think till today ive long lost the optimism of "YES! its a beautiful day!" ever since exam fever hit the J2s and everyone seems only to care about the books. Cosying up with books is fine, and strangely peaceful (yes i know im warped), but spending 8 hours a day in the graveyard-quiet dull creaking door council room has its adverse effects.
Just a little sidetrack. Scene 1: Lionel walks into the council room where iskandar is studying. "hey isk! i wish tonight was grad night, so right now, we'd both be at the hotel, chilling in the hotel room with a nice cool drink and maybe playing pool or something, and getting ready for grad night, as well as evesddropping on the next room (where our namelessgoodfriend and namelessgoodfriend's romantically-linked friend would be residing) and listening to the "Shall we shag now, or shall we shag later? We'll shag now AND later" conversation. Then we'll go out and party the night away and wake up in the morning with tatoos on our butts. But noooooo we're in the freaking Students' Centre studying for bloody Block Test 2!" Lionel walks out of the council room. Iskandar continues to listen to his discman, oblivious to what lionel is saying.
Anyway, what was i saying? Yes, talking is wonderful. Lets everything come out of your system, keeps the world in focus, and lets you know another person's point of view on chim issues like Why the World Exists, Why is There Pain and Suffering in the World, Why People Should Act Slutty When They're Clubbing, and Why is That Black Flower Dress at Guess Sold Out. (yes incidentally she IS looking for that dress which is sold out. There's a pic of it on her blog. If you do see it anywhere be sure to inform me. But i digress. Yup, and no one's better at exchanging SA life vs RJ life anecdotes with than her. (Have you ever heard of the phrase "humchee-fied"? Haha)
What's your point you long-winded ass? My point, dear reader, is that a good mugging strategy is to have something nice and happy planned at night so your mugging day would seem a whole lot shorter. And of course, the best way to spend that nice and happy time? Talk, of course.. talk about everything under the sun. Talk till your friend gets pissed. (i wonder if she is. Hmm.) And maybe life wouldnt seem like we're existing, but would actually feel like we're living it. So if you havent whacked your comp yet deb, thank you :)
he rocked the party at 9:21 AM |
