I quote from yesterday: "
Alot to sleep on tonight.

1. When-ever I'm going to get to cleaning my room?
2. Finalizing my resolutions: maybe I shall have a Yes-day?
3. Yes or No to life. That seemingly ridiculous count-down party on YiXian's place?
4. My finance budgeting for 2009, I splurged too much on soap of the late, clearly....
5. my mobile phone????
6. College tuition fee.ee.e "

From point 1 to 6: nothing(except 3) resolved! And nope no progress what-so-ever with "living the truth", and would to add that I just.. about a month ago realized that I spent my entire holidays without lifting a single brain cell to think about my Conservation project due SOON enough next sem. So much for salvaging my grades.

I would love to drone on about my day which kick off with dearest Mummy waking me from the weirdest dream in a while --- Vanessa eloping with some guy... To me, poking my eyes out with eyeliner I would love to throw out, if I didn't remember that it cost A BOMB and occasionally does looks really good on me. All dimmed when it KILLS my contact lenses.

Then to my afternoon at the ancient civilization museum, as promised yesterday. Which was usually surprisingly pleasant with good conversations, and this time I avoided the lies, and untruth to the best of my abilities. Well, maybe except the fact that I already SEEN the exhibition of "Neither East nor West" with Kat, 1 month ago. (I told them I didn't) But I did try.

But, no details will be added unlike promise. Of course I will have to break promises like my usual style. This time, though for a good reason, considering the drama which follows my day.

On my way home: I overslept, not on slumber, but on the complete enjoyment of the alienation provided by my over blasting ipod and fantastic playlist and comfy MRT chair. From Raffles Place to Dhoby to HarborFront to SengKang then FINALLY home and horrors.

I came home to the news of my dog, love of my life, reason for living, being sent to the vet on emergency call --- becoz HE ATE CHOCOLATE. AN ENTIRE BAR!
Imagine that. If only I had not dallied on the MRT. GOD! I can't explain the feeling of fear not knowing or being there, yet understanding that he should be well logically. But, yet fearing the worst. It's definitely irrational. It, of course suddenly dawned upon me that Tong does NOT need tricks training like I prev planned, he needs the most BASIC training - obedience. MY GOD! (and I don't even have a religion.) MY GOD! Imagine my horror!

He survived. though I'm not taking it for granted, not un-glad just scared after the whole prep talk from the Vet. SCARED TO HELL!

Dinner at nearly nine following I went to the Doc's for myself and with mum(some ulcer for too many TVB drama nights). I went for my ears, which hears weirdly and blocked-ly - and yes it gives me a slight headache. And also to make an appt for my eye check up with some optic- specialist or whatever they are called. I'm certainly sure I don't want to turn blind(knowing that Tong will NEVER, in my life or his, become a suitable blind man dog), or having issues with doing research readings next sem which starts in 5 days. So that's an appointment I'm bent on keeping

And then come home to find my handphone missing (then found in the backseat of the car), MY GOD! Speak of drama, I think it has certainly left the DVD player and entered my life, though I really hope it is merely passing and is leaving with the ending year of 2008.

Ooohh... sighs. But all of today, mostly the lost phone part, has given me a epiphany. Which is a sudden long-lost recollection of my own used-to-be moral opposition to changing phone within the 2 year contract period.(Though I have certainly lost most of my moral oppositions like my former refusal to buy expensive soap - overthrown by my recent LUSH purchases, etc). But, in this case, I shall stick to the former and not change the phone(partially because the ones I want are out of stock, of course) and sent it to the service center instead. I make myself proud.

Yet, above all the many real-life dramas and many nitty-gritty things I SHOULD do before the next year, I find myself humoring myself with make-up ideas for tomorrow's costume countdown party, and worrying about my lack of intelligence because of Sylvia's greatly amusing and painfully truthful link: http://ramblingsandrandomness.blogspot.com/2008/09/twilight-spoof-or-two.html . (Please read it, it's really funny). I now really feel worried for my own disintegrating brain cells, and for my mental age. OH Dear...

And to top it off for terrible youthfulness, I actually spent my day(meaning before sun set, i.e. before TongTong's unintentional suicide attempt with Chocolates and reading the link) contemplating re-visiting the books. GOD! I think I actually will do that. I conclude with this entries that I have SCREWED priorities.

Strangely though, I feel like my age for the first time in quite a while.

Till tomorrow then, which will probably be the new year. For updates and hopefully scary pics from the party and new year resolutions.
PS: my mac has 12 mins of portable battery left. Ending with an early HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

Sometime next year, jeanie