Girl in Bionic Suit 2005: October 2005
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Monday, October 31
My new favorite page: DHL tracking page

When it comes to shopping, I like to take my time to browse the items, go home, rest on the choices for more than a couple of days, and decide if I really want get them at all.

So shopping becomes a lengthy affair, and pushy and overly enthusiastic sales persons always make me abort my shopping at their shops faster than they can mumble their well-memorized tankyouandseayouahain.

But now that I hardly get to see even the sun (because I am out of the house early, in the office throughout the day, and back home late), shopping’s become quite a huge luxury.

So as all good Internet people do, I turn to shopping online. Open 24/7 ! With no sales persons hovering around you ! And most importantly, I can return to the sites to look at the items as many times as I want !

Then last week, after more than a dozen enquiry emails, I bought two beautiful MJ pieces for the masquerade ball this weekend. They will be delivered this week.

I hope they’re as gorgeous as they look online ! For now I am refreshing the DHL tracking page as obsessively as I am allowed to. Heh heh.

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I received the loveliest bouquet of flowers last wed. Oh how beautiful they were !

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Men who play tennis are deadly sexy. Heh heh.
posted by redshot on 31.10.05 1 comments

Thursday, October 13
The tears were late

She couldn’t stop crying. That night, she cried all the lost tears she never knew were there.

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What mattered when there was nothing valuable to begin with ?

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How smart she thought she was ! Hiding darkness in a corner, locked in a room that was erased from her memory. But one night it became so full, the seal was broken, and the darkness overwhelmed her.

She could no longer lie to herself that she knew what she was fighting for. There was neither hope nor motivation. The vault was emptied a long time ago.

That night, she sat there, holding on to the phone and weeping to no one in particular, for nothing in particular.

Right then, she felt like … dying, and she really was.
posted by redshot on 13.10.05 0 comments

Saturday, October 8
Dream of a thousand tears (2)

The bad dreams continued. They were a sticky pack, chasing the tails of my sleeping hours and then invading them like cruel gang of bandits.

They haunted me with scenes built on my deepest worries, feeding on my vulnerabilities. I was in there, in those dreams which were so much larger than life and yet seemed so real that I didn’t know what to believe anymore.

I woke up every morning, helpless and slightly depressed. I hate that ! Why don't they just go away already !
posted by redshot on 8.10.05 0 comments

Monday, October 3
Dream of a thousand tears

They died. I seemed to be the cause of it, the start of the strange disease that spread quickly to the people around me. I tried desperately to cling on to the little that was left. I was forced to make difficult choices.

For them to live, I had to abandon them.

I couldn’t stop weeping.
posted by redshot on 3.10.05 0 comments

Sunday, October 2
This weekend in short paragraphs

I’ve had it with ironing !

Some women love it, most hate it, and I just never do well at it. But that doesn’t give me an excuse to skip it, not when I have to iron more than half a dozen of shirts and pants each week. It’s worse when my favorite pieces ended up being the hardest to iron. Urgh.

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I’d wanted to watch one movie dvd this weekend. I ended up watching half movies. Two halves to be exact; two different dvds were rejected by the player. Actually I wasn't sure if it was the player that was rejected by both discs (poor thing!) or the other way round.

Either way, my appetite was deviously whetted and then left hanging (2x!), just coz the player and discs had issues with each other.

Much like how the puppy always get stabbed in his sleep (poor puppy!), just coz Dee couldn't get along with his stacks and stacks of reading materials. Haha.

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It’s weird but I think it’s cool when us girls jet off to different lands at the same time, and talk to each other online like it’s just another day when we were all on the same island.

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Corpse Bride is finally opening in three days’ time ! I can hardly wait.
posted by redshot on 2.10.05 2 comments


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