Various thoughts drifted
in and out of my cerebral atmosphere throughout the thing... One,
a professional model is essentially a head on a stick. Two sticks, but
u might as well count them as one. Still, sometimes they're more than that,
like when they're heads with gorgeous hair on sticks, haha, but they do
tend to be really really beautiful.
Heheh. is this irritating you yet? Especially my cut-and-paste french... i'm trying to get lessons... and speaking of lessons, im going belly dancing~!! i kid you not.
Okay. To update you on my life again... My incredible life. life life life.
*silent scream*
I haven't finished my assignment yet! I'm supposed to be doing it Now! I'm not doing it! (duh) I'm not doing to do very well for it. Doesn't matter anymore, you know why? because this is the NEW suyin! très noveau! blahblah! yesh. now i am BO CHUP. Heck with it all, i just want to pass. happy enough.
Okay. now i've renounced academic ardour, what else to say... oh yeah. Last saturday i went for another party! yay! hahahaha. It was a small intimate thing, a surprise birthday event-thing for a friend. And surprisingly enough, in this case, intimate isn't some neat euphemism for small and pathetic. It really was intimate, even though it wasn't actually a party per se... Went shopping in the morning for essential unhealthy party snacks, then back to the house, where a bunch of us went about carefully graffitti-ing the poor sod's computer. Might i mention Mr Poor Sod is presently still computer illiterate, and we (i.e., I) hereby humbly apologize to him for turning his nifty new ibm 266 into what is now essentially the Evil Alien Enchilada from the Planet Sauce. If he talks to us (i.e, me) again, we promise to fix it. Probably.
After we did our worst
with the evil enchilada, we blew up balloons! woo hoo! hahahaha. Très
Dumb. yes. But it was fun, and anyhow, if we didn't have balloons to play
with, we might've ended up doing something... i don't know... Intelligent,
maybe.
Later on, as we got increasingly dazed, someone got the bright idea to turn off the lights, light candles and veg out on the floor. And since u can't do much else in a position like that, we got to talking. One of those truth-and-truth sessions... Enlightening in many ways, although the candles kept going out everytime someone exhaled... but i pun, forgive me. There were like 2 girls, and 4? 5? guys, and i can tell you that getting guys to burn themselves with hot wax is easier than getting them to divulge thoughts even remotely emotional. But there were only so many candles and so eventually, they did speak up. This is a bunch of people i've only known for a year, and of whose lives pre-september'97 i've known nothing of. So, the stuff we squeezed out of them was pretty new. Like how one of them was actually attached all the while we thought he was some ascetic monk-type.
And then it got to me, and i had to say stuff about my 'love life', and how do i explain that prior to coming to sydney, i actually Had one? *hah* So i just blurted out something vague... but then something strange happened. Some inconceivable notion overtook my foggy mind, and i told them something i wouldn't normally have.
I think because it was getting too quiet and im one of those natural noise-makers. I told them about something that happened on my last visit to singapore. Some (a few) people ask me why i write about my life and display it for the world to see, aren't i concerned with privacy, aren't some things personal?, etc... Well firstly, its not as if the world goes to my page. Only a select group of specially hand-picked people get to view these highly-classified pages. Hah. And also, i hardly hardly tell all. That's right, all the good stuff, the sex, the amorality, the bags of gratuitous fat-soaked potato chips, you don't know the most of it dearie.
Anyway, maybe now you want to know what it was, maybe i'll tell you (i.e., I make silly errors of judgement all the time, why should now be any different).
So anyway, this involves
my first ever boyfriend. This guy is someone i hadn't seen/heard from for
almost 4 years since he went to the states to study. Then by a fluke, i
got back in contact with him through email a few months before he went
back to singapore this june, coinciding with one of my visits. Somehow,
he became a friend, being kind enough to stay up till like 5.30am one day
just comforting me over some idiot, et cetera.
When we met in singapore,
what happened was that... agh. i don't think i can tell you this. I can't
figure it out for myself either. It was very weird. After 4 years, to meet
up with someone who, in past-times, meant something to you, and then to
have that person turn that meeting into something akin to a sexual experience
is very odd. No, nobody had sex, thank you very much, but it was strange.
Like being used, except not really, because there wasn't anything to use..
um.. im not making sense. ah damn it. i don't geddit. I don't even know
if he even thought me attractive, or if he just needed to 'relax', quote
unquote... or maybe it was nothing at all. i'm nothing, he meant nothing
by it, it was all nothing, and he's just another head on a stick.
Quick!! Change topic!! Uhh.... i went swimming yesterday and i saw a hunk! haha. OKay. Back to frippery... *stretch*
So i did see a hunk, but didn't see much of him. One of those people who go to the gym and then, to end the work-out, they go to the pool for a short dip and like 5 laps before drying off. heheh... *ogle*... but seriously, he was inconsequential. oh! i saw Tony today! or at least i think i saw him... If you don't remember/know what tony im typing about, go read one of the previous updates, the one about the SSA dance party. Anyhow, he looks better in daylight than under disco lights. So he's a freak, but a pretty cute freak at that. *grin*. In that update, i mentioned him, but in such a way that it seemed maybe i didn't think much of him. One thing's for sure though, he certainly left an impression on me (heheheh), and now, like a month after the event, i think it would be nice to see him around.
At the SSA website (s'pore students assoc.), the kind uncritical people who keep it running, actually linked to that page -the one with my account of the party-, and i'm going to add something to that, so if by chance tony comes across it, he'll mail me. I saw him today, but i wasn't exactly sure, since i didn't stop him. Upon retrospection, i wish i'd realised it was him sooner and then yelled something arresting and seductive, like...
"Hey Tony!!!!!"
... he turns around ...
"Hieeee!!!"
... [face glazes over] ...
"Its Suyin! i met you at the SSA disco!(!!!)"
... uhh...
"You Are tony, aren't you?"
... oh but of
course! how could i forget you! you gorgeous thing. Forgive me, i was momentarily
stunned by your arresting beauty and the seductive way you yelled out my
name...Would you like me to do your computing assignment for you? ...
I make less sense every sentence.
If u're from the SSA committee, disregard the above sentence. I promise that if i get voted in as editor of your charming newsletter, i will try my very best to make sense. Some. okay, Mostly. *beg*
Speaking of the newsletter, i spotted something in the last issue, this will probably earn me minus points but i can't help it, and anyhow it must've been an honest mistake that just happened to turn out a pure gem. heheh. see if u can spot it.
Singapore National Day Games
...[3 paragraphs of details]...
Since the Games were founded in
1996, UNSW has taken out the
Champion's Trophy. This year is no exception, UNSW again powered
its way to emerge as the overall champion, making it 3 years in a row.
We are still NO. ONE!!!!
With humble apologies to Kenneth and Gene,
i leave you now and run away very fast.
Love,
(my darling fizzy fish made
me this animated gif. Isn't it wonderful? isn't he wonderful? ahhh....)