the little girl is going through puberty, and got her first you-know-what. so the poor thing is feeling awfully miserable and needy, and only quite perks up whenever ruby is around so pixie can growl at her and stare menacingly at ruby. it’s a love hate relationship the two of them have, a little show they put on whenever others are around. when she’s alone with ruby she’s totally fine, and even goes up to her for treats and pats.
anyway, she’s obviously miserable (bronco is following her like a shadow and sniffing her butt) and i think he’s making her feel worse. so she’s taken to following me around, everywhere i go. here there and everywhere. underfoot.
she’s looking a little grimy cos she was due for her bath.
today was an odd day: not good, not bad, a little odd. my highlight would really just be spending time with tinkerbel, just being girls- not collegues, just friends who i can share all my dirty little secrets and the much-missing laughter with.
met others after that and realised how truly small this world is. and at the end of the day i am left wondering if i’ve made different choices afterall. maybe if i was less involved with boyfriends, or with the cliques i was with, or if i bothered to make more friends outside the ones i held dear, maybe if i was in general less wrapped up with myself and my issues, or were less neurotic, who knows what would have been.
i dont know, but it certainly is too late now.
a little late night emo-ness when my day starts early tomorrow never quite comes at a good time.
on hindsight: there are many words i would have taken back given the choice.
anyone who knows me, totally knows how much i love christmas. Love, with a capital L and a capital OVE that follows. LOVE. loves christmas.
i’ve been waiting for this coming christmas, well, since last christmas.
in fact, despite it being only the 2nd of Nov, i’ve already loaded the car with the christmas cds.
this year for christmas, *ooh, the word sends tingles to my toes* i’ll be spending it in the big apple with the pea.
i am excited, it will be like living “serendipity”, that has gotta be one of my favourite shows ever, ever. i’ve watched it so many times i can quote from it. it is set in new york, and i say i am really looking forward to seeing new york exactly as it was in the show. (no, i will not be disappointed.)
here’s the trailer:
in fact, i know exactly what i am going to do this christmas.
we’d wake up around 10 am, go for coffee at a proper coffee place (because if you know the pea, this is vital), go to bloomingdales and buy something (you gotta watch the movie), go for ice-cream at serendipity, come back for a full christmas meal including turkey (or chicken if its just the two of us), pop champagne, and go for a horse drawn carriage ride (he promised), and we will wind up at central park to watch people skate (cos i dont think it will be very romantic if i did) on the frozen late, sing a couple of carols and then head down to at least look at the lovely waldorf astoria.
” its begining to look alot like christmas..”
i’ll find my favourite new york moment, and say “this one’s climbing the charts”
i wondered if i would see her again, socially, just the two of us, with her busy schedule and my own. i thought somewhere along the way, in the midst of finals and love and lost-love, we had lost each other. i cant say we were ever so intuned or insync that i missed her, but today sitting across her, i realised how much i was missing.
there is just that something about her, a certain je ne c’est quoi that i couldnt put my finger on but i wished i had in me. of her energy, of her daringness, of her ability to remain as i remembered her, years ago when i first met her, despite it all, despite it all. and you wont ever forget the brassy laugh she has.
i dont usually wax lyrical, but today i had a ton of fun, just listening to stories, like my own and finally finding someone who truly understood it.
What’s it like in New York City?
I’m a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can’t shine as bright as you
I swear it’s true
–Plain White Ts
been pretty hooked on this song lately, maybe its the NYC reference. and the fact that the prefect has recently learnt to play it on the piano so its always on whenever she takes a break from studying.
the boyf’s hair has grown out and he refuses to cut it, so he kinda looks like a supermario mushroom
i think its kinda funny; but i bet his friends over there are thinking wtf.
its been a quiet month, but the tinkerbel is finally back from melb so i think i can finally breathe a little.
sometimes, i really think i just cant. c-a-n-t.
and i wonder if its the lack of discipline, lack of urgency or just lack of.
all in a weekend’s work. add in conference calls, reports and payroll. i am tired, a little close to breaking point. need a weekend from this weekend.
dont get me wrong- i do enjoy meeting up w pple, especially the old classmates. but i am by nature not really a social person. and small talk doesnt come easy to me. while for pple like the boyf who gets energised and excited meeting friends. i however, unwind by reading or watching tv. (and when the boyf is around, with a kiss and a cuddle)
