Saturday, April 15, 2006
{ 11:00 PM }
Have you ever wanted to write a post but have your thoughts all scattered like m & m's in a rice field. That's how I feel most of the time; wanting to post but have so many things seeping through my brain cells. So from now on, all my posts will be extremely random and zip from one page to another.
I know I said I'd post only on the 20th (or later, knowing me) but I'm afraid I'll want to enter so many things that it'll just be like reading a bloody long entry.
I went to a birthday party, Friday night. It was.. really.. good?! I can't seem to find the right word(s) and it'll be horrible to insult someone's birthday party so I guess "good" could be the right stand in. It was a private party but the crowd I felt got out of control. The invitees brought guests and it was as if everyone were there. Everyone who's anyone. The beer was flowing like the Niagra, then came the Chivas Regals and the white and red wines. To a greater extreme came the sweets and the greens.
There was music, you could here the bass from the car park down below. The crowd was a very trance-techno crowd. They wanted to put their sugar to good use. The DJ played rubbish, he jumped from Sandstorm to bootyshakin' Beyonce to bang your head rock ala Give It To Me Baby. I would have done a better job and I'm not even that great. To make matters worse, the sound system sucked baby powder, the discs were jumpy and the transition from one song to another was just down right terrible (imagine quiet intervals in betweeen). It was undeniable that when a good song was played everyone enjoyed it completely.
When I said crowd went over board I meant 15, 16 year old girls and boys were there trying to give out the impression that they're pro clubbers. The way the drinked, the way they walked, they way they talked and the way they dance. Anyone would have guessed that it was just empty canon show. The guys stripped each other's shirts and whats worse is that the stripee didn't refuse and he/they don't even realise that they're making complete fools of themselves. They're the younger group of the crowd, giving off a very bad vibe that they're cool-wannabes. The younger girls were shakin' like they just popped, which I seriously doubted they did. The amateur part of teh crowd showed real standard. They smoked, drank, laughed, danced like a clubber.
What is coming of our generation that we always fail to show a standard above ourselves. We're in pursuit of euphoric fun that leads us no where, making us a complete fool of ourselves.
My week's almost up. It's quite sad actually to leave my comfort zone and go back to reality. I'm unsure and the uncertainty is killing. I don't know if I believe that I own my destiny or that of a higher authority has planned everything out for me. I place my education top priority because I know what I can have with it and what I can have without it. I want a good life, for me, my husband and kids. I want to retire soon and travel the world. I want to visit the children and women in need. I want to end poverty, racism, AIDS. I want to set up my own non-profit organisation although I have yet to find a good cause to support. All the causes are good and are worth my time. My wants are endless.
Happy Easter. May this Easter remind us that we are all sinners. Is this what you really want? You do it in the name of 'fun' but when you get home what are you really thinking?
My long, long hair.
Have you ever wanted to write a post but have your thoughts all scattered like m & m's in a rice field. That's how I feel most of the time; wanting to post but have so many things seeping through my brain cells. So from now on, all my posts will be extremely random and zip from one page to another.
I know I said I'd post only on the 20th (or later, knowing me) but I'm afraid I'll want to enter so many things that it'll just be like reading a bloody long entry.
I went to a birthday party, Friday night. It was.. really.. good?! I can't seem to find the right word(s) and it'll be horrible to insult someone's birthday party so I guess "good" could be the right stand in. It was a private party but the crowd I felt got out of control. The invitees brought guests and it was as if everyone were there. Everyone who's anyone. The beer was flowing like the Niagra, then came the Chivas Regals and the white and red wines. To a greater extreme came the sweets and the greens.
There was music, you could here the bass from the car park down below. The crowd was a very trance-techno crowd. They wanted to put their sugar to good use. The DJ played rubbish, he jumped from Sandstorm to bootyshakin' Beyonce to bang your head rock ala Give It To Me Baby. I would have done a better job and I'm not even that great. To make matters worse, the sound system sucked baby powder, the discs were jumpy and the transition from one song to another was just down right terrible (imagine quiet intervals in betweeen). It was undeniable that when a good song was played everyone enjoyed it completely.
When I said crowd went over board I meant 15, 16 year old girls and boys were there trying to give out the impression that they're pro clubbers. The way the drinked, the way they walked, they way they talked and the way they dance. Anyone would have guessed that it was just empty canon show. The guys stripped each other's shirts and whats worse is that the stripee didn't refuse and he/they don't even realise that they're making complete fools of themselves. They're the younger group of the crowd, giving off a very bad vibe that they're cool-wannabes. The younger girls were shakin' like they just popped, which I seriously doubted they did. The amateur part of teh crowd showed real standard. They smoked, drank, laughed, danced like a clubber.
What is coming of our generation that we always fail to show a standard above ourselves. We're in pursuit of euphoric fun that leads us no where, making us a complete fool of ourselves.
My week's almost up. It's quite sad actually to leave my comfort zone and go back to reality. I'm unsure and the uncertainty is killing. I don't know if I believe that I own my destiny or that of a higher authority has planned everything out for me. I place my education top priority because I know what I can have with it and what I can have without it. I want a good life, for me, my husband and kids. I want to retire soon and travel the world. I want to visit the children and women in need. I want to end poverty, racism, AIDS. I want to set up my own non-profit organisation although I have yet to find a good cause to support. All the causes are good and are worth my time. My wants are endless.
Happy Easter. May this Easter remind us that we are all sinners. Is this what you really want? You do it in the name of 'fun' but when you get home what are you really thinking?
My long, long hair.
My long hair pretending to be short.
No shit! Not pretending no more, I cut my hair.