the heat is epic.

hello, too-sunny Singapore.

A horrendously long and hot day.

yes it was what my title is.

3 classes, all about 1hr longer than usual today. which meant that I got home at 6ish, to a bedroom that had heat radiating off the walls. I sat on my ball of comforter on my bed and I could feel the heat radiating off it as well. and the inside of my cupboard is all toasty too.

what is wrong with the weather motherof!@#$%^&*&^%$#?!

but school has kinda been good to me. nice professors.

mass comm. theory's Rintamaki looks like this:



and political comm.'s Stephanone looks like this:



both of which - I am sad to say - are not as good looking. but I must say the resemblance is pretty darn uncanny.

there are a number of girls in school who are so in love with either one, or both of them. while I agree that Stephanone is the most good-looking professor we've had so far, I do not agree that he is swoon-worthy. I do, however, believe that Rintamaki is like a huggable teddy bear. cos he's all warm and fuzzy and waaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy too nice.

and psy333 teacher is just plain 'aunty'. think of the most 'aunty' person you know. then multiply that by about 15. but I can't not like her. she's so funny. and nice. you know that aunty niceness? and I agree with Jeremy - I am quite entertained by her too.

for those who are not in UB, you probably won't know what the fudge I am talking about.

=D

Week numero uno

the first week of school is over.

verdict: Fairly delightful. great teacher for mass comm theory. and I find myself liking political comm more and more. cos it's kinda like persuasion. and I like that.

oh but being in close proximity of professors who just flew in from NYC = quite nerve wrecking. I'm a bit of a paranoidee.

the downside of the week though would have to be the fact that I already have 2 written assignments due next week. summer semesters are always the 'chiong-sua' ones. sigh.

ok i'm gonna nurse my headache now. maybe panadol.

Fatty

thanks for still wanting to hug me and smell my hair even though I was kinda mean to you.

=)

Longing.

I am seldom a 110% satisfied. and I annoy myself with it a lot. I'm always searching but I find no answers and if and when I do, it's seldom good enough. I hate that I'm like that. but I do acknowledge that it's probably one of my biggest flaws. a big, disgusting flaw.

but then again, I guess all I want is comfort... true, genuine comfort. the kind that makes you feel that nothing can ever go wrong. Constant words of assurance that tell you you're never going to be left alone to weather storms. a truely devoted person to give you unconditional love and to promise you the world.

stupid fairytales.

Why can't it be.

The second hand tires and so does she.
Slowly, time ahead blurs.
She may be cynical and she may be lost,
But not nearly enough.
What happened to way back when?
The pivotal moment has just presented itself
And I don’t know where I’m going.
I only wished he'd hold her when she cries.

Another day.

If I had a daughter, I'd name her Alexis.

If I had a son, I'd name him Friedrich.

but I really don't want people to look at his name and read fried-rich. like... cooked in oil on high heat and wealthy. no I don't want that. so maybe Fredrick? but I like Friedrich. I also hope the surname matches well.

so..... well that's what I did today.............................................

tmr I'll think of middle names perhaps.

6 Days to school again.

yes. 6 days. and I'm making a conscious effort to treasure the holidays more. so far it's been kinda great. except for when my mind wanders into uncharted territory and I start thinking and pondering about all sorts of rubbish. so drama right? I also say. too much free time.

what a weird sem it's gonna be. so many people'll be leaving for Buffalo. =( and even more for the sem after this. sigh. school is gonna be so empty. but I guess I have to celebrate the fact that the carpark is gonna have many free lots lollllllllll.

random thought - If I had a band, I'd wanna perform this song:



cos it thrills me so.

Black is the new black.

I went on a shopping trip with my mom today and she bought me very lovely things. I love my mom. she loves shopping as much as I do. but maybe even more, if that's possible. having said that, she's probably the best shopping partner I have.

she got me these:



and this:



=D

I finally have a 'staple' bag. it matches everything! the bag costs $244, but we used $240 worth of Taka vouchers. $4 for the bag is a steal and I am a very happy person.

oh when I came home and looked out the window, there were these 2:



2 black birds sitting ominously on the cables next to my neighbour's house. it's now 10pm and I came home at 8. THEY ARE STILL THERE. I don't understand how they can just SIT THERE and do nothing.

and my final black report today is:


WASHINGTON (AFP) – The groom wore a black tuxedo, a damask-rose pink waistcoat and tie, and an ear-to-ear smile.

He picked out his wedding outfit at a mall in Virginia -- his first time ever in one of the sprawling shopping centers that are monuments to consumerism in the suburban landscape across the United States.

During his 14 years living homeless on the streets of Washington, Dante White, 28, never realized that so much opulence existed. Nor had he had much luck in love in his life, having been thrown out of his mother's home when he was just 14.

Last week, White married Nhiahni Chestnut, 39, a woman whose battles with drugs and alcohol had left her on the streets of the US capital as well. Both are unemployed.

"I was basically living from day to day, trying to survive, and I wound up meeting him," Chestnut told AFP at the couple's wedding, held in the tiny chapel of Grace Episcopal Church in Washington's Georgetown neighborhood.

"Something clicked, the chemistry was there," said the bride, dressed in a flowing white ensemble with a pink flower.

"We've been together ever since. That was nine years ago. He was outside. It kind of clicked because we were in kind of the same situation. We started hanging out with each other, talking," she said.

The two also frequented a Bible study and meal program run by Grace Episcopal Church on Saturdays. It was there, a few months ago, that White, 28, revealed to a parishioner how much he wished he could afford to marry the woman who had brought light into his life on the streets.

"This is beyond my wildest dreams. This is exactly how I wanted my wedding to be," said the bride.
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SUCH LOVE.




EDIT:

it is now exactly 12:01am and the birds are still there.

FOUR HOURS?! who knows what time they started sitting there?!

I'll be damned if they are still there when day breaks.

My only prayer

they don't write songs that sound that sincere anymore do they?

Joshua Kadison's Beautiful in My Eyes is oh-so melt worthy.

We'll have our fill of tears, our share of sighs.
My only prayer, is that you realize.
You'll always be beautiful, in my eyes.

The passing years will show,
that you will always grow,
evermore beautiful, in my eyes.

it'd be nice for some nice soul to write you a song like that and mean it, wouldn't it?

the English language is quite awesome.

Better together.