she clicks her heels but she's still stuck

Gosh, I was deliriously happy last week with those girls. =)

"Who has never killed an hour?

Not casually or without thought, but carefully: a premeditated murder of minutes.

The violence comes from a combination of giving up, not caring, and a resignation that getting past it is all you can hope to accomplish.

So you kill the hour. You do not work, you do not read, you do not daydream. If you sleep it is not because you need to sleep. And when at last it is over, there is no evidence; no weapon, no blood, and no body.

The only clue might be the shadows beneath your eyes or a terribly thin line near the corner of your mouth indicating something has been suffered, that in the privacy of your life you have lost something and the loss is too empty to share."
- House of Leaves, Mark Z. Danielewski

I have this tendency to kill an hour, with the sleek technique described deliberately above, and if you say you'bve never done it, you are a liar.

Random thoughts this rainy Sunday.

There was an interview with Hanson, yes, HANSON OF MMMBOP AND ANDROGYNOUS LEAD SINGER FAME, on Howard K Stern. I've lost the you tube links, but dear me, I am quite traumatized to have heard Taylor and his porn confessions and the like. o_0

I finally watched Spiderman. Navodi and I started singing the soundtrack to the cartoon, and I was quite amused when Cher asked us if we had made it up. You know! "Spiderman, Spiderman! He can do anything a spider can..."

There is a Buffy COMIC out, for Season 8, because Joss Whedon could not get funding for it as a tv show, I think. I asked the local comic stores and they said, and I quote,"Miss, Buffy is NOT a comic. It is a TV show." -_- OUTDATED SNOOTY BOY!

When friends asked me what I was doing on my last Saturday night and if I wanted to head out, they seemed dumbfounded to know that I was curled up on my bed, having a One Tree Hill/ Greys Anatomy marathon. If you had asked me 3 months or even a year ago, my Saturday nights, or my weekends, are usually filled with heading out, pubbing/clubbing/partyhopping, a drink here or there, dancing a dance or two and awesome company, and always always ending wee in the morning with a meal at a hawkers stall, all night kebab place, or a friend's place.

Its not like I don't have a lack of invitations. But I think I am getting old, and tired of 'The Scene', as they say. At twenty one, I am a little tired of going out and having a jolly good time, and while I normally favor going out, I think the occasional night in beats a wild night sometimes.

Besides, my parents and I have an agreement. I can do my thing, but they really dont have to see me do it. Lol. Its quite a cute arrangement and very liberating, which has allowed me many experiences without guilt.

But perhaps its because I'm done with university. All I've ever known, over the course of the past four years, is university and my life as a student. And how I enjoyed my time as a student! Ah, bliss. And its pretty daunting, that with graduation having come and gone, its the career I have to kickstart next.

While its hard enough deciding on what kind of job I'd *really* like to have, tossing current one aside, and whether or not I should make full use of my current degree or go in a completely new direction, stripped bare from what my parents want, what my peers think I should have, what my mentors advise me to aim for and what i personally want and desire, is the added confusion of the georgraphy of it all. Not only must I contend with what I want to work as, there also lies in the question of where I want to work, and no one can answer that except for me, and I need to make the decisions soon, rather than pushing forward and postponing ticket purchases and document processing any further just because to tell you the truth, with all my bravado aside,while its exciting and thrilling and will test what I'm made of and all that jazz, Im terrified at the prospect.

Which brings us full circle to the quote I've pasted above. As you would have noticed by now, I have a penchant for quotes and I gather them like a pack rat. I feel like I kill my precious hours and I must not continue this anymore.

In lighter news again, my Miri trip was beautiful, and rekindling my ties and sharing beds lol with my Stephanie, my Karan, my Cher, Gen, and my ex housemates, Navodi and Fiona, was very fulfilling indeed. I really could not have asked for more wonderful people on my life, and I am well and truly blessed and priviledged to be able to call these people my friends. I miss them so. And I miss my Shwe, my Gretchel, Melisa! I would not have survived Curtin without these angels. There were not enough hours in the day for me to do everything I wanted to do and say everything I wanted to say, and not even enough time to chill and get pictures with some bloggers, Irene, Wani, Nadia, Kim and Kenin in particular! Ing Hui, I will chase you down for those photos with you. ;)