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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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What are blog's for?Blogs are for complaining. I've got alot to complain about tonight. And since complaining girls (especially a soprano) are never a pleasant experience, I decided to deal with it the same way everyone does these day - post it on the internet! Let the world know how miserable you are. Lol. Ok, I'm not miserable. Just annoyed (as I am very easily annoyed nowadays). Also, since its rather mean of me to focus my annoyance to a specific target (aka whoever pops up on my msn screen), so I shall to it to a general audience. LIANGS LIST OF COMPLAINTS 1. My Health. I have been subject to sniffing AGAIN for the last few days, and today, while watching inkheart in my living room, I had a sneezing fit, and my soft palate is starting to swell, which sucks because I may be able to talk, but not sing. And to add onto that, my eye has swelled up again. So this is what I have done. I went to the kitchen and downed 1000mg of vitamin C (I would take panadol, but I've run out - I wonder why), and I drank water like a camel. I hope my humps are big enough to store them. After which, I went to take a nice, cold shower, and put on what my sister calls my alibaba pants instead of my usual shorts (because they're warmer) and am currently flooding my left eye with eye drops. Hopefully whatever is irritating the stupid thing (and making it so darn itchy) would go away. Tonight, I'm going to do what my dad's been telling me to do constantly. I'm going to wear socks to sleep. And I'm going to put a wet towel next to my bed to keep my air-con room hydrated (because all my friend's mothers tell me it works, and I take mother's advice seriously). If I take another 1000 mg, will I die? 2. Climbing stairs hurts! Because of that 2.4 I pushed myself for, my legs are sore and aching. As a result, I've been climbing stairs at superslowmotion because I can feel my muscles grit their teeth (metaphorically) as I grit mine (literally). I don't think I can keep emphasizing how painful it is, because obviously there are worse pains in the world. But its enough for me to be so damn grateful for Spencer, who consciously slows down everytime we reach a flight of stairs (whether up or down) so I can take my time, and being so understanding even though he just ran 9km plus god knows how much static exercises, not to add on the fact that he has soccer tomorrow, which in comparison makes my measley 2.4 just suck, and makes me feel worse about my unfitness. I tried to thank him today, but I think the poor dear couldn't understand why the hell I was thanking him as I wobbled down some stone steps rather afraid (because an experience of falling down stone steps and uncontrollable shaking legs just don't have chemistry), so I gave up and concentrated on my thigh muscles (ahem). I need to stretch later. If not tomorrow I die. 3.Remedials - where? This is going to sound damn spastic, but here it is. I went alone for remedials this morning, after waking up at 8am - BUT COULDN'T FIND THE FRICKING CLASS. The school was littered with band students and remedials for some Science Stream stuff, and I could not recognize anyone! Feeling like a complete loser for 15 minutes, I decided to go home to try my maths myself. And I don't understand a thingy. Shucks. 4. No More Finland. STUPID H1N1 VIRUS SHIT GET OUT OF FINLAND SO OUR CHOIR CAN GO AND PERFORM. Aaaaand that's the gist of it. While there is a relief that my midyear results won't be subject to whatever it is my illness-prone body will get there (see complaint 1) and the whole practice thing, the disappointment of not going to Europe when I thought I would is rather annoying. I guess Finland would have to wait for Singapore's version of the Von Trapp Family and their singing in the hills (if Finland has hills) to come another year. And its definitely not with the CJC family ): 5. I got cheated of my money. Turns out a part of the new belt that I wore today was only stapled on (how they managed to do it I don't know, but they did). When I went to shower, it fell out. I was utterly pissed, and took it out on my skin. Good news, I have silky smooth skin now! Bad news, I have a stapled belt. Sometimes I don't know how I survive with all my complaining. Still utterly grateful for darling Spence, because anything that happens to me, he gets first brunt of it (yes, in the soprano voice). And he still manages to keep me smiling at the end of the day, by some divine grace. I should find some way to repay him, like surprise him with my newfound skill of giving an actual foot massage (with actual knuckle strength), which I have to acquire one day. Or maybe something I do know how to do, like wax his tummy. OW. Leg's cramping. |