These are not boobies: O.O

Right now I feel like this O.O.

So last night we wrote netball carnival cheer, and it was a lot of yo-hoing. And even after the email was sent out the yo hos were still resonating in my head, which was very disturbing. That is why I decided to think about doormats, which really I first thought of when Jasmine was singing in SI and I was trying not to listen and read Wicked but ended up listening anyway. OMG Jasmine is my muse yo ho ho.

Oh no school is going to start and I haven't gone to poetry recitals/meet the author sessions, seen a play, or watched an exciting musical performance at all. ><

EVERYONE (but my blog is ulu so really I mean Liying), lets go to an interesting arts event! Like, erm, biennale! Which is very exciting. What with people writing buddhist scripture on tofu and interesting exhibitions of paintings of homo people or something. Or we can go like watch an inspiring local play. Not Forbidden City, which looks pretentious and stupid and OMG I hate Kit Chan. Er. But there are not exactly any inspiring local plays at the moment unless you want to see a play called A Nation in Concert 2006 which sounds completely like propaganda. Oh ADRIAN PANG WHERE ARE YOUUUU?

Or we can watch Singapore Dreaming (support local film industry and I so completely <3 Colin Goh SHAME), sneak into Pretty Persuasion (there is an Arab hello it is so exciting), watch Tony Takitani (omg clothes angst angst angst), or watch The Beat That My Heart Skipped (which is french so subtitles <3 and it is such an incredibly pretty title!). OOH or we can watch The Host (which has a giant tentacled monster is supposed to be an insightful take on the Korean society erm). O.O What are odds Liying that you have never heard of all these? Omg go read your newspaper please.

Oh I feel restricted by sub-standard manga and ugly Anime. Let's do something fun and inspiring!!!111!!!oneoneone!!!!!!11

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