Thursday, July 31, 2008

rawr rawr rawr rawr rawr

So. I am sick. Again. Today is the 5th day of MCs that I have taken in the last two weeks. To be blessed with a hearty constitution...!

And and and! I realized that yesterday marks the first day that I've reached the magic number 5. Only 5 more years to serve! (No cold water please)

Things have been happening in the college, like, of the super drama ilk. But those are stories for another time, I need to cut off my nose. As penance for past sins, don't you know.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

just so to say.

I sprained my ankle last Sunday. The same one that I sprained a year ago. It's not that bad now, but it throbs occasionally.

Then, I fell ill, so ill that I had a magnificent 4 days of MC. Sounds great, but it wasn't. I was in bed all the time trying to sleep but not getting any due to the incapacitating pain in my head and worrying about work. I hate headaches.

Lots of other things happened, of course, and 4387 more events in my head. But those are the kind of stories (the ones with long uncomfortable pauses) that die before they are born, untold (and therefore, forgotten), for the sake of me and you.

After a long hiatus, I think it's time to start practising piano again. Who's up for the Franck?

Friday, July 18, 2008

because, (not allowed)

This week, as promised, is action-packed. I am tired, but in a good way.

One of my kids asked me today, why is it that I chose to do what I am doing now, and I couldn't answer her.

Mummy texted me today. She is working hard.

I have stopped ________, because, (not allowed).

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

I have relocated to another table in the staffroom. Ten steps closer to the printer! (And this is a joyous occasion, really. I found a dead cockroach under my old table 3 cm away from my foot.)

So. This week and the rest of the month is filled with promise, promise of exciting stuff on my social calender, that is. Sorely lacking since i-don't-know-when-or-how. But no matter, today's long-overdue meet-up with a good friend marks the start, of gathering the strands that have fallen, lost, gone astray.

That I may never have to relearn the lessons that I have unlearned, I keep reiterating to myself, yet, this is exactly what I am learning, over, and over again.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

20/20 hindsight.

Crushing news today wrt work, and things aren't going to change for a very long time. And because things are the way they are now, I have regrets. But will try to turn it around, as we all do. The alternative is whinging - not that I am not doing that now, but I can't do that forever, unjustified, not allowed.

And the wheel continues to turn.

blueprint

I will like to spend my days, as though they are my own, which I mostly end up doing in halves, for duty beckons, and I am answering its clarion call. Soon enough! I am also a veteran procrastinator.

fresh monodies

Old wounds hurt most, I learned this today, becaus...
She speaks, repeating the old litanies, of worn ac...
time skips
and it all comes together!
beethoven's symphony no.7 2nd mvt
again,
towards that something
In the alley of shadows and death
Masking Tape
another end of the world

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treatises on life

arty jen
betty boop
carmentica
charming-linn
chasing snowy cars
cheeky lynn
cheryliciously glam
clean and cute
cyclist-mad bass
darling dominic
feisty jing
fellow ditz-sista/porkSTAR
hail mary!
hell's kitchen
hero on the beach
h-Euge heart
hunky lenny
lipgloss queen
little cheryl
live n learn, baby
lolita lou
loony loon
mr popular
musically dan
m y s t j
phringe
princess tania
roger smurf
runaway pigeon
sabotage king jeremiah
sibling angst1
sibling angst2
spector dan
spunky tian
steffy bunny
sun-sunzzz
teeny wee-nee
weeeee, leonard!
yangtze yang'en

frivolous pursuits

for shallow ppl
for very geeky ppl
for the truly bored
spun prose
binary thoughts
past imprints
some stamps
montage of images
other memories

mulling over

And there were phlegmatic souls.