December 2010
11 posts
2010
This is easy. I live in the past.
2010 was a good year, just like 2009. I came back exactly one year ago. My luggage was overweight but the guy who checked me in at Manchester didn’t bat an eyelid. I was calm, which is unusual, because I always get nervous before boarding any flight to anywhere.
January was packed! The first thing I did was go out to meet my girlfriends on the 1st. Caught...
http://www.rawkblog.net/2010/12/best-of-2010-albums... →
I love year-end lists, especially if it’s music related. Of course, one man’s meat is another man’s poison so I might not agree with some but accept others. For me, David Greenwald’s Best Albums’ list is the best, so far.
Today
Started with a very very quick shower but not quick enough because Afooks had to wait for me in the living room. Atrociously semak living room. So embarassing. Sorry I made you wait.
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Went out for movie date with tiny sister kittehs. Not too sure how I feel about ‘Due Date’. I think it was supposed to be funny but it left a slightly bitter taste in my mouth. Had a few...
There’s something awesome about turning around and looking at faces of other people watching movies in cinemas. Something about their facial expressions. It feels like they’re all genuinely laughing/crying/cringing etc.
In my case, it always feels like some sort of epic win when I turn my head and see you laughing.
Why do I always get these silly impulses to jog at 3-4am?
Why can’t I afford a threadmill or one of those fancy stridemachine things?
Why are my knees wonky?
I need to stop wanting to jog at 3-4am because it’s frustrating not being able to do it.
Can I talk about memories? Can I talk about my confusion?
Of not being happy here, and not being happy there as well?
Of missing Melville and being there and missing home.
Because right now, I’m missing a few things from the ‘Pool.
I miss having a desk, where my laptop is connected to the speaker/radio, and everything that comes out of it sounds nice.
I do not miss the size of the...