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play it again! most of the time, i'm known as rachel. i am, many things. the geekgrl, the dreamer, the tripper, me. this march, i turn sweetsweet 6teen. i wish i could |
say that it's all very exciting and new for me, but i would be lying. my handwriting is uniquely (as i like to believe) illegible. i would love to compile all my |
quirky dreams into a book, & entitle it: loveletters in my stomach. but i am much too lazy. i'm not very creative either. im not usually this negative. i like many |
things, too. some of which include; my parent's 1960-70s black & white photographs, glowinthedark stars, the sense of touch, and nice voices. okay, im dry now. |
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Saturday, April 6, 2002 12: 35 a.m You know, I've never really felt emotionally attached to my school, except maybe for 30mins each time we lifted our voices to sing songs that declared our 'love' for the school in Secondary 1. And even then, it would always be after much prompting from the teachers. During our rehearsals for our various large scale events, we have to practice applauding for the guest-of-honour. I mean, who practices applauding? And then there are the infamous people who bitch about their 'friends' while still being able to give them hugs. Never ceased to amaze me, this 'sisterly love' we often speak of. Oh and in some cases, I think that teachers should be educated about having an "open mind" first, before telling us to "think out of the box". So, forgive me if I don't sing the school song as loud as I should, or say the pledge with that much pride. Perhaps I'm being hypocritical and I know I sound terrible cynical as well.. but not quite though, I'm just ranting on thoughtlessly, as I always do. Perhaps during our prom night this year, I'd be a totally different picture- one of tears of passion & love for the school. Although this is highly unlikely, I'm not ruling out the possibility of it. I'm not mad, but I borrowed "The Fall of The Roman Empire" from the school library today. I sneaked away from training to go to the library. This is me, unaltered, the geek. But alas, I find myself flipping through the pages for black and white photographs and illustrations. I don't know much about history (I don't even take it as a subject), but theres something about it that intrigues me. Something about it that goes beyond the wordy, sleep inducing books and the tedious 2 hour long essays. Is this a long entry? I'm (subconsiously) trying to make up for the past few days. Well, no, not really. Watched A Beautiful Mind last night and enjoyed it tremendously. Was and still am, a little, haunted by images of a mysterious man with a black hat, as well as all the newspaper cut-outs and 'code-breaking' scribbles. Ladies and gentlemen, the great John Nash.
Tuesday, April 2, 2002 10:45 p.m. Check out my previous entry. It's dated 30/03 at 03:30pm. Totally unintentional, I swear. How cool can you get!! (at least pretend to be a little amused. for my sake.) Been a little quiet here for awhile, I know. Can't find anything near interesting or appropriate to say. It's either too boring, or too private. The story of my life, in a nutshell, really. Don't ask me- I don't know if that's good or bad either. I'm in love with Fatty Mao. So very in love! Right now, I need to sleep, badly. I sleep before 1am every night, but I still find myself dozing off during Math & Chinese classes. Is there a cure to this? Fantastic, I've just spent like half an hour typing this out. I kept deleting words and sentences and yet, nothing seems quite correct. It's all authentic, Rachel style.. disorganized and messy. Thats me alright. I'm gonna do a mini dive onto my bed now.
Saturday, March 30, 2002 03:30 p.m. I'm 16 today! I'm legal, baby! :) Tempted to eat the gigantic cookie that Ping gave me. It's soo cute and BIG! Then again, I'm still full from lunch! We went to a Jap/Mongolian (?) buffet. They've got really, really fresh salmon and roe. My dad tried eating this gross looking crab. It was hairy, and it looked pretty inedible to me. Nyuk. Anyhow, I'm just chilling out at home till later. :)
Friday, March 29, 2002 11:13 p.m. Really enjoyed myself. Had tons of fun swimming, haha. I guess I got myself worried for nothing. Am so glad that it didn't rain in the end! Prayers answered, Praise God! :) Okay Im totally exhausted now..... and theres water in my ear!!!! Anyway, another biggie thanks to all who made it possible. Me <3 u all very much.
Friday, March 29, 2002 02:42 p.m. This just isn't my day. Murphy's Law. If anything can go wrong, it will go wrong.
Thursday, March 28, 2002 11:02 p.m. Ooo-er. I was such an emo kiddo back then, haha. I amuse myself. Found some of the poems I wrote two years ago. Interesting pieces of crap. A little section of a poem written on 28th March, 2000. (Exactly 2 yearsn ago. Wow.)
Haha, isn't that strange. I thought it was just hilarious. Moving on..Went down to Ikea today. Was fun talking and laughing our heads off, while eating (my favourite, ooh!) yummy Swedish meatballs. And after that, I went grocery shopping. It got pretty emotional after awhile, so I sat on the floor, playing Snake on my celly. I never got pass 900 points. Yeah. I got emotional with the fresh beef and the breadloaves. It's complicated. I've been having articulation problems. Pfft, yesh, indeed.
Friday, March 22, 2002 09:46 p.m. Bubble gum boy, say hey! :) Saw a nice pair of pink diesel sneakers today. Soo yummy. I want to shop. Need to buy new perfume, finished using Issey Miyake. I'm one tired bunny today though. Feel so dehydrated.
Tuesday, March 19, 2002 12:58 a.m.
under dim night lights,
such is a girl's bedroom, -girl fiction, awaiting my honey-heavy dew of slumber.
Sunday, March 17, 2002 11:27 p.m. I need the time tomorrow to complete my homework. Is that a, dare I say, good enough reason to skip school? See, my brain is so dead that I, the Queen of excuses, can't even churn out anything possibly reasonable. Procrastination is a silent killer. Why am I doing this again? Must learn from mistakes. (what i always say, no doubt) Anyway, new layout was made listening to Air, thus the title. I have an ulcer in my mouth. Been sneaking to the refridgerator for orange flavoured Kit-Kats too often. Bytheway, 18 of my cybersampler shots didn't turn out. So sad, and the colours are all wrong. Everything is blurry and moody. Somewhat. Much panic and chaos is expected at about 7:25am tomorrow. This would probably last till, let's see, the end of the week? What is it with homework and tests that I simply cannot reconcile myself with.. I feel sore.
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