Sunday, May 08, 2005
Touch Downz!
Welcome peasants to my not-so-lavish blog!
This is my hoity-toity alter-ego speaking right now...princess yilin!! **koffkoff** Least you choke to death on your spitum, please be reminded that a certain few of you out there had been dumping this label on me for goodness how long...not that it's a bad thing ne?? After looking at this first feeble attempt in this site i'd bet those guys are kicking themselves right now...hard.
Oh well =P I shouldn't fight fate ritez.....
And back to me again...Gods it's getting late but I just gotta do this...hee so excited!
*I hear laughter...yilin...where have you been...ppl have been blogging for eons...tsktsk... Hey! I have a perfectly good reason!! First and foremost, I, um, forgot my old blogsite.
BUAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
*yilin blushblush. You know, I wasn't called Ms Sotong and president of the Sotong club for nothing you know...it was..er..well earn! Anyway...YOU! WHAT ARE YOU SNIGGERING ABOUT!~
*Guards dragged the poor insufferable soul out along with the garbage...Anyway as I was about to say before I was interrupted, my day can be generalized as an exercise-eating fiesta. Now, the exercise bit was the 'good' highlight of my day as I am on DAY 1 of my new exercise MASTER PLAN! I will lose at least 5 kg before my 21st or so help me! You know, people talk about midlife crisis and stuff...well, I'm currently edging towards a quarter-life one. My teenage years are coming to a close...or maybe they already are and right now I'm just basically basking in self-denial and dread. But this is weightloss obsession is more than plain fashion and brainwashing (okayokay...fashion is a major part)...it is the sybolism it takes on in my pathetic life so far. The 21st is like some sort of benchmark towards the rest of my life. I can vote!! *Gasp...what makes them think that they'd want me to...
Not just that, suddenly, I'm a legal adult-mature enough to watch RA films, responsible enough to imbibe liver destroying substances and decide the fate of Singapore's government. Yes, I know the power of one vote. Wake me when it's really 50-50...haha yah rite...PAP and whowho??
And yet, for most of my super-duper ultra unglam and boring teen life, I've been procrastinating like most of us who think that we'll always be young. There are so many things that I have sacrificed for the grade-chase...something that I utterly despise but can't run away from. And I'd usually console myself...
next time, when I'm freer I'd do/learn it...
But, I learnt that I'll never be freer. That was as good as it gets. Now with more responsibilities and and marked with worldy concerns regarding jobs and employment prospects looming just around the corner, I feel as jumpy as Calvin who knows that Hobbes is gonna pounce on him anytime soon.
Ah but I am paranoid and overly dramatic...I think I'd better sign off soon least I can't get up for Day 2 of my grueling regime...cycling at 8am!!
So Ciao and sweet dreams for mine are salty with sweat.
*yilin drags her mangled bod away from the comp....argh!
1:24 AM