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la bella vita;

Cara

loves: black and white photography. poetry. vintage stores. thunderstorms. good ambience. fairytales. disneyworld. black kohl and fuschia lipstick. red and purple skittles. turquoise beads. icing but not cakes. might-have-beens. the dandy warhols. within temptation. automatic loveletter. mediaeval baebes. troy. interview with a vampire. the oc. making 11:11 wishes. purple glitter. mermaids. my-little-ponies. magic.

expertise: melodramaticks. eyeliner. laughing. goodbyes. hanging in there.

♥ music on, world off.
shh.

soundtrack to life.

♥ scream(?).
live.

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♥ adieu .
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Monday, October 6, 2008
hello, old friend. 5:40 AM


yes hello darlings.
life mid-freedom-phase is going good for me- i can't believe how much time i've had to do things that i ordinarily would have deemed too trivial to do.

...like watch House Bunny with the girls.
which, fyi, was so much better than My Best Friend's Girl.
I laughed a lot and felt a lot better; which was good because on the busride there, Qiu and I were manic-bipolar...and I MEAN manic-bipolar.
okay so it wasn't just today but yeah.
I just kept swinging(?!) throughout the whole bus ride. One moment I was all laughter and smiles then the next moment I'd be glaring at someone and sulking and feeling petulant and annoyed and irritable for no reason, then I'd be getting angry for no reason at all, then at one point I actually had tears in my eyes and then I half laughed-half cried, "...I think I feel like crying!" and then I saw Goodwood Hotel and then I pointed to it and squealed "LOOK IT'S SO PRITTY" and then I collapsed on Qiu and started giggling uncontrollably.

don't judge me
we've all got our days.

Anyway.
After that we moseyed over to Borders@Wheelock and spent a good two hours snuggled in the art corner reading "love letters you were never meant to see" and "the black book of style" and "the naughty girl's guide to life" and three volumes of postsecret.

I've just realized how bizzy my holidays'll be
as for overseas/residential/aka away from home camps, there's: yltc and obs, and then there's the Winter U IGGY, which is terribly scary because it's almost two weeks long and we all know I barely made it through the five-day obs course last year. But then again there'll be fun, good-looking, intelligent people there AND two weeks spent on prose and poetry and song lyric-writing and drama workshops can't be all that bad, can it! I'm rather starting to look forward to it, in fact.

and then there's our v____/t____ venture at orchard hotel on friday (kat remember to call us at midnight to make sure we're okay!), and then seventeen superstylin' on saturday, and then flea fly flo fun on 25th oct which'll be so fun.
I've already been through my wardrobe- okay fine, half of it- and i've got this big big black bag of clothes that i'm going t'sell and with the money i shall buy new clothes.
yes i know about the impending recession and all but then again teenagers are always the last ones to tighten their belts so i'm going to indulge the spendthrift side of me for a little while (longer).

and I got a job!
...teaching creative writing to two boys, which is pretty fun-sounding.
i mean not because they're boys or anything (although that's fun too and all); but because I'll get to do something I actually really, genuinely like.
not like selling watches.
although that's pretty cool too and all but yeah.
I'd rather write about watches or about the Transcendent Passage of Time or something like that, than actually sell the aforementioned watches.

in any case.
Qiu wants to run to East Coast and then cycle around tmr zmg sweetheart have you forgotten that we actually have legs? Like, living breathing legs that get tired. And, like, ache.
But then again running to East Coast might be pretty fun, we'll see-- and then Raman Qiu and I're having an island-wide run on sunday. We're gonna run/walk/jog around Singapore for a looksee and pretend to be tourists. Albeit very sweaty ones.

On Wednesday I will go to Borders after school and read A Year In High Heels and check out those books about auras and chakras and stuff because- face it- i'm never gonna be able to escape my new-age inclination. And then I shall hide myself in a corner and start working on Fiara D'arille's (read: incorrigible gypsy flirt!) history for Hidden Realms. I swear Hidden Realm mods are so sticky; they'll only approve you if your character's history background story thing's the length of a Tolkien masterpiece. Course, that's half the fun.

okay now enough with the longggggg narrative
it's time to go and do something more productive.
like mix up a batch of raspberry jello and listen to we the kings on repeat.

...hey it's been a long day.
and on long days like these, sometimes a girl deserves to curl up in her nightdress and read frivolous books with pretty covers and sizzling romances and have hot cocoa in her princess mug.

xoxo
C.