an inspiring day

Yesterday was a fun day! ( bimbo post Briana, bimbo post. =/)

Went to Kenn's at 12.30 IN THE MORNING like he told me to. Went to check out some courses that I'm interested in but still considering. I'm not afraid to admit that I'm erratic and hare-brained. I'm afraid that I'll give up and stop sooner or later, maybe pressure, laziness, lack of interest (unlikely), whatever and that may cause others problems, dissapointment, shit.

Nevermind with that, so we went to curve without Cherming, without Lynwei. And sang until we were exhausted, weary, breathless at Redbox. I started energetic, boisterous even, but ended like a zombie. I kept in mind that I only sound nice in one song, ONE. the first song and that was it.

Then we went and got the cupcakes I was dying to try. Yeah, and it was overrated. stupid stupid cupcake chic. scrap of all the icing and you'll forget taht you're actually eating a so-called cupcake. And it cost $4.50 each. Imma ask JO to bake for me next time. Hmmph. I also got the ice blended chocolate I craved for since my genting trip with yuan. Where I fell asleep during the journey home and woke up staring at my empty drink in her bloody hands (:

COFFE BEAN's CHOCLATE is so much BETTER than STARBUCKS. It's smooth silky rich and tasty. Unlike starbucks chunky ones which kinda taste weird.

While we were waiting at the front exit of curve for Kenn's dad to give me a lift home. It rained heavily. The rain looked beautiful, falling from the sky in a sheet of neat lines. Sorta reminds me of the Hilary's Coming Clean MV we saw at Redbox earlier. We looked up and saw raindrops hitting the transparent shield of the building. Mother nature brings great wonders :D

It was all the way jam and flood the way home. I enjoyed the day but kinda felt sad that is over. I don't get much happy days nowadays. I was truly happy and relaxed throughout the whole day, that ought to count for something, anything. It felt comfortable spending time with an old friend. I don't know if the dad was boiling inside or upset with the traffic. But I kinda like it. More time to talk in the car at least. talked about the phycho dude who fetch us to school and about alot of other stuff. It hit me that albeit we've been friends for 7 years, I never did know him at all.

It is very interesting to hear someone talk, when he can put words in such amusing ways, and when his thoughts shock you stiff. Like when people judge prettiness without hair.

Went home and thought about alot alot of stuff about friends and bestfriends and how i really felt about them until I slept a tired dreamless sleep. It was an inspiring day afterall.

Later at night, finished the last chapter of new moon, a sequal to twilight by stephanie meyer which I'm now very in love with. Felt lost, and moody. withdrawer's syndrome, my mum reminded me. Felt the claustrophobia creeping into me, looking at my room's wall. It felt like a cage in here, sometimes. Still debating wether to wait for the cheaper paperpack eclipse (the book after newmoon) or buy the expensive hardcover version. I wonder if I can wait, the suspense is killing me.

Took Justin's advice and spend the night rereading twilight. "read slowly and you'll enjoy more" he said. Kept reading and reading and reading. Until I was to tired to continue. So tired that I slept another deep dreamlees night and woke up with a smile and dark circles under my eyes. At least I don't have to suffer from lying on the bed with my eyes wide open.

I remember when I was younger I always coveted for the extraordinary. Imagine myself as an awesome, fabulous, impeccable humanbeing. But as I grow older. The craving died little by little. Cause reality is vivid and it is comfortable when you are your ordinary self. You can say what you want, do what you want, without attracting too much attention and people gawking at you. People don't judge you that much for you are somehow inconsequential.

I look in the mirror and saw a pallid reflection. It's okay, my philosopher says pain breaks you down to bring you up. And I honestly believe in that, with a little fear that makes me quiver but nothing more than that.

p/s: I'm looking foward to spend time with best friend tonight. Have this sudden urge to hug her. Guess I need some comfort from my cheerleader.