Sweet dreams are made of these

Blah Blah Blah insert pretentious rubbish. Oh, and Gregory Maguire, the Master of emo philosophical crap? With all my love, I so predict your rambling, unphilosophical death one day.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

So not emo.

There are many things to say and not enough words to say them. At least, I have no words to make them sound less emo. Ha. Years of blogging and of inserting random words here and there, deleting certain words, never ever mentioning certain words, never ever constructing certain sentences, and this is what I have been avoiding - appearing emo. Well I don't suppose it works too much because yes, most of the time I do sound very emo. ):

Shopping today! Which was really look at random dresses of questionable taste , say OH YIWEI/SHUHUI TRY ONE ON, staring at shoes (some pretty, some not, some supposedly pretty, mostly not), staring at soft toys (-_____-) and on some level, hoping for air-con. Came home and experienced about 3o minutes of acute depression because a) no dinner b) mummy went on a date c) I WALKED AND WALKED AND MY FEET HURT AND NO I AM NOT CLOSE TO ANYTHING I WANT. ))))): Well of course then I tried on many pairs of mummy's heels and realized yes I can walk in the respectably high ones (!!). Which was marginably cheering.

And oh Liying much much love to you and really, did you break daddy's antique vase and get grounded by your mum or what? You were remembered fondly today despite your no-show, especially when we saw a shirt that looked like your Strawberry & Cherry Shirt. <3 And oh we can go shopping next saturday instead! (No this is not a sign that I am a bimbo because a) I didn't even buy anything today b) I have exotic taste and today's shops have not catered to my needs c) BECAUSE (according to the Way of Mrs Cosmopolite <3) )

Like I hate pretentious people, pretentious movies, pretentious prose, pretentious movies, I hate pretentious songs. Which is why I am deliriously in love with Velvet Underground (yes 1960s rock band but so NOT old people music because rock music is timeless I say).

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
'Cause I see you

This is true, you know, despite the severe lack of positive comments from my side. And I love you all very very much. <33 Oh and Terry Pratchett as well.

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