still in the valley

...because I'm trying to organise my thoughts.

1) Sarawak was loads and loads of fun. Funny, lovely people, no leech bites and so much food. The quantities that we consumed... honestly, I'm surprised I'm still able to walk from place to place and am not forced to use a buggy or whatever. I suppose all the trekking (and there were lots of it) balanced our gluttony. I flew all by myself, btw. How awesome is that? Took the correct flight and everything, and there was my dad panicking over how I would end up in Latvia or something.

2) Watched Transformers 2 twice. Both times in the theater, no less. First on Marcus's birthday and the second time my brother begged me to take him. But I didn't mind because, how beyond beautiful/sexy is Megan Fox anyway? Have become a huge fan of hers. And alright, her interviews are a bit odd -she seems incapable of conducting herself normally- but whatever. It just makes her more interesting I guess. She is my girl crush :)

3) It is, I have decided, completely idiotic to become overly enthusiastic over something. Or to yearn for something so badly you waste hours and hours for months over it. But is it really surprising that I did just that? Waste my time over something completely stupid and useless? It's like my calling card.

Hi! Do you know of a new way waste my time and/or depress me? Call *********!

It is especially idiotic if the thing you have been waiting for so long... is to watch a movie. Vallee des Fleurs was so disappointing. Well alright, so I haven't actually finished watching it, but so far (30 minutes into the movie) it is nothing but heaving bosoms and well sculpted derrieres. It's like an extremely bad ss/hg fan fic. The type where the author has obviously had one too many Firewhiskeys and was probably struck by Eros's arrow in some inappropriate place. You know the type... throbbing blah blah's and emerald green satin sheets that glimmer in the soft moonlight that shines incandescently through Gothic-styled arches, smooth and curved as the voluptuous arc's of Aphrodite's limbs.

And you know, you just KNOW that these idiots see Snape, not as a greasy haired git but as some pompous, women-romancing type (note the plurality) fool. AND it's like they just discovered the wondrous powers of an online thesaurus.

I went of track. Hm, so aside from the offensive bums and breasts, there was the whole stealing of luck through one's shadows. I guess I just expected to be blown away by an epic Asian romance with a slight LotR fantasy thing going on. Sigh. But this is life after all, so we must learn to expect the worst.

a dancing demon

I cant' wait to go. I really, really, really can't. Except I'm not to keen on leeches. So the plan is to arm myself with bags and bags of salt. Sea salt... table salt... rock salt...

I've never ever even been camping before so this is like BAM! being pushed into the deep end. Well, Plop! actually.

No.

Splash!

I'm re-reading all of HP before I watch HBP.

And... I miss Buffy. The post-Faith, pre-Riley episodes.

when all is said and done - trapt

A new beginning. A fresh start. A brand new day and all that.

where will i be?

i guess i'm on the run,

and time is catching up behind me.

But then why do I keep going back to back then? I guess because fantasising about how things could be makes me feel happy, even if just for a moment.

Why dwell on the unhappy past? Not helping that I'm listening to Trapt all over again. I used to love them, or well, their songs. But um, not the most cheerful of bands. Plus, you know how music sort of acts as a memory trigger? Yeah. I used to listen to them obsessively over and over again while reading angst-ridden ss/hg stories online. So it's kind of making me feel all... blah. Can't stop though.

On to happier (and more noteworthy) things. My prom was held last night. The prom itself was really good. Was a million times better than my secondary school prom, possibly the saddest affair I have ever attended. Highlights were the teachers' performance; they were so adorable and entertaining. And of course taking pictures with some of the people I care most about. Don't know much about the food although it looked pretty good. Was much too nervous to eat because had to go on stage for prom king/queen nominee challenges. And for that I have to thank my classmates who decided to put my name down on a day I was absent from class. I think they thought it would be hilariously funny. Stomach ache, rolling around in their seats, kind of funny.

But it was not as bad as I expected it to turn out. I didn't pass out on stage or anything, thank goodness. And they were very supportive with the screaming and all :)

Oooh... and a formal, most sincere apology to Amrit. I hope I didn't cause him any future spinal problems during the whole sitting-on-him-while-he-did-push-ups challenge.

On to the pictures then.

Have you seen a prom king-ier/queen-ier pair? We should have won I tell ya.

'Cause she's so hot. I got horny.

<3