Monday, February 27, 2006
Blast from the past (Honouring the essay title v.1 haha)
Anyways I feel all of 15 years old dragging myself up at 3am to do homework. Come to think of it, that's what I spent 16, 17 and 18 doing too. Procrastinators are the worst of the lot. Donno how to slack, donno how to mug. Atrocious!The upside though, is that quiet mornings like this are so much better than slumpy nights. Managed to exchange soem civil words with my mom before she headed out, for one thing. I mean we had the same conversation last night to much greater effect. (And the additional comfort is of course that my mom forgot we'd already spoken about it the night before, which must lead to the conclusion she's forgotten what a onekind of brat I was, phew?) Haha ok let me endeavour to make a habit of these earlier days. Aiy why does being a good person take such strategizing?!
evelyn at 2:27 PM
Saturday, February 25, 2006
ooh art shops are marvellous. i've got my eye on this set of gel crayons, not that i'll know what to do with them. there can't be a less artistically-inclined person around hahah. but acrylic paints look like such versatile, messy fun wheeeeeeee and since i can't seem to like bright colours enough to wear, i'll fiddle with 'em instead! haha. all in good time. cheers supply shopping! paper palettes! paint-by-number kits! till the next time i change my mind!evelyn at 9:10 PM
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
yippee! the holidays are coming! 2 months more - and it CAN'T be too difficult. it can't be. there's plenty of time.actually there really would be if i can just kick this foodblog complex. this hobby is getting way out of hand (although, admittedly, the worst is already over). hai. anyways i have the urge to create something (some watercolour thing preferably! not that i know how) but of course on the top of my list should really be a good old essay. whatever!!
evelyn at 10:15 AM
Monday, February 20, 2006
aren't Wee constitutional?
something tells me my provocative subheadings aren't going to do me any favours : ]anyways turkish ice cream is now top of my list. icy consistency, yum. i mean, it's hard to go wrong with ice cream of any sort, but favourites are the ones that leave everything else in the dust, right? in this case gelato comes a distant second. hahah italian warmth is o-u-t. didja say topple-safe consistency? now we're talking : ) BUT, there is a reason why i haven't ever been waifish - smaller, yes - but NEVER SLIM ENOUGH, ahahah and i have only just realised why. i mean, they say it's common sense, but nothing is till you've got a turkish cone in hand. so the Great Revelation is that i have exacting but accepting standards. hi lousy ice cream, mr turkey obviously rocks and i like him best but who's ignoring you?
evelyn at 8:51 AM
Saturday, February 18, 2006
OK I've had it. repeating it a million times won't change things, but this isn't catharsis for nothing. I've HAD it why's everything so noisy. What's UP with the volume you guys?????????? And stop jabbering already. Why's everyone fighting to talk at once, hello, conversation is about taking turns. Right? Not that I am an expert - or maybe this is why not. Neeeeeed tooooo mooooove. worms. So many letters to write - why do I bother explaining when you just refuse refuse refuse to listen to reason. Oh man how can this be, everything's getting on my nerves oh man no. Ok. I need to get a grip. ARGHH being good is totally not my forte. Why do I have to stay home to help old people print stuff. Why am I so pissed off I have to do that it's really not a big deal. Why so bad tempered. hello I told you two days ago I'm going quietplace to study today and you say okok but look pitiable so two days later I've finally guilted myself into staying. reluctantly of course - why else am i still on the case?????????? can't anyone make PLANS around here?!?!? can't you just do it yourself?????? (of course not.) ok step at a time. check awful temper. learn magic (conjure patience). GAH WHY DOESN'T RANTING HELP?evelyn at 6:50 PM
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
towel, anybody?
okay, not to throw in. just to fling about in frustration. anyways this is why a sporting game is in order - so that i can legitly whack things - yeah, let's go learn me some squash come the hols! before which though, EXAMS. and sensible backtracking leads us to where we are presently. yum. a fortnight of nerding to matchpoint/brokeback.on a sidenote, torino 2006 is theshizz. i'm sorry i lasted only 4 iceskating lessons but at least now i don't feel the crazy need to go learn (notice this tradition of learning things..) because yeah, me just don't belong on the ice. or maybe i should just give it another shot i really might be good if i really try haha. hai. (wake up ego, it's time to go to sleep.) wait, in fact i bet i'll be a great skiier/snowboarder/lacrosse player hurhur. (hello ego, GET LOST!!!!!)
evelyn at 6:42 PM
Thursday, February 09, 2006
just a bad day like any other
except, they've been few and far between. spoilt am i.but this was definitely one day that sucked right from the night before, and it just came to a head...... now. yeah. just just. just now. now. i don't know. not a yelling sort of a bad day, nothing big. a series of nonevents that somehow didn't work out right. it means there's nothing to single out and set right, or worse, some little thing that can be pointed out but only regrettably left wrongable. when going to bed is so hard, but staying up equally torturous. when so many little things in a day went awry that you give up and snap at those closest, driving the bad day right home. ohhhhhhh mama.
c'mon, just a nap and some tenderness, and maybe i'll awake that little less worthless. perhaps learn finally not to imagine i'm tired, have a meal or two, swim a lap or two, attend a class or two, fall in love with a new song or two - oh yes it's keeping me up i can't bear not listening to it, this song called............. bad day. oh mama. the intro reminds me of something i can't place.. the fifths apart. oh what's going on? hand the sleep over already.
evelyn at 9:17 AM