Thursday, February 25, 2010
- FFS -
With my last blog I was confused as to whether 'I could care less' or 'I couldn't care less'. I came across the following chart to help me out.
'I could care less' means that you cared in the first place, and that you could care less about X. If you couldn't care less, there was no care in the beginning.. and according to the chart results in the impossible. SO, I thought I understood, but I'm not so sure anymore. I can't use 'I could care less' because that would be admitting to the fact that I cared, and 'I coudn't care less' is impossible.....
On a caring note, Edmond is back! I went to the airport to pick him up, and I had to wait longer than expected.. The crowd was full of asians at first... but all their relatives and loved ones had already come out.. I was still left hanging... and then crowd changed as the passengers from the Dubai flight were coming out too.. Ed came out uber late!! But that's ok.. I have heaps of presents!! I got clothes >.<
Sunday, February 21, 2010
- Local art -
There was a description of a piece of art written on the side of the art gallery's wall and I was reading it as I was sitting on the bench. Unknowingly, I thought the art work was inside the museum and from the description it sounded like this amazing illusional art - the title was something like "Appearing Walls" I think.
Little did I know, what looked like a platform for a stage of some sort was actually (to my surprise) THE work of art.
Then at 11am it did this:
Water wall! The grids would change every so often so different walls popped up.. kids got water up their butt standing on the grids,it was fantastic, really. Although I thought it was an amusing piece of art, I fail to understand the artistic feature of this water form.
Let's get wet!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
- Yesterday last year -
Some time in January, went out with the girls and finally visited the Greenhouse which I heard was a new eco-friendly bar. Unfortunately I was rather disappointed. To my amazement/horror the liquor were hanging off strands of.. eco-friendly string? I wouldn't risk my alcohol like that...
So we moved on from the Greenhouse because my friend had to meet people at another bar:
Finally, pictures of k-bbq for mum's birthday. Better than my expectations..
Quite start to the year. =) Oh yeah! Future Festival and backstreet boys to look forward to in the next couple of weeks, accompanied by the return of all my friends from o/seas (yayyyggboredom) and edmondpoopiepotatoface!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
For a long long time, this person stopped appearing in my life. And then a few weeks ago, I see him in the bus line - my bus line. When I saw him, I purposely missed the bus because seeing him for the first time, after hearing what he said about me, infuriated me. The second time, I'm standing in line and see him headed my way. SHIT! I can't get out of the line... I'm not going to lose my place 'cos of this fucker. And he actually stops to say, 'Hey Lisa'. I gave him a 'hey' back and sort of tried to brush him off. The nerve to talk to me! Sigh, the next time, he actually stands besides me and strikes a conversation. So fuck me, I'm talking to him.
What strikes me by surprise is my subtle hatred for my story's antagonist. So much for not caring right? There's really no such thing as not caring. As much as it doesn't bother me, I obviously don't want to be labeled such a bad person. Unfortunately in my case, where actions speak louder than words, my actions were probably worse than his words.
When someone tells me they don't care, I know they do. Because when you don't care, you don't talk about it. When you don't care, you don't think about it. When you don't care, you definitely don't blog about it!! AND you most definitely don't need to keep emphasising the "fact" that you don't care.
On another matter, in our 'General Inbox' at work, there's an email from a guy name 'Punani..something'. PUNANI!!!WTEF???
Monday, February 15, 2010
- Monday bullshit FML -
I wish some people would give me a break. Like, seriously, there are things I can handle by myself and I'm not a complete dumbarse. You'd think getting a house would be flash but it's not. I KNEW there were responsibilties - wait, I KNOW I now have a tremendous amount of responsiblity, but it shits me that I still don't feel right about it. And I get so fucking irritated by those who don't need to have these responsibilties. It's their choice, yes, and it's a damn good one. So why do I have to make the responsible one?????
AND everyone is oversea's having the time of their life now, which is making me more insane. I'm stuck in this shithouse of a city playing fucking house. Fuck my life man.
At the moment, I'm too irrational to understand why I always make the fucking OTHER choice. The shit road that no one fucking takes because it's obviously a FUCKED UP ROAD.
I hate this crap. Life is unfair, where's my break?