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Thursday, June 29, 2006 ' 9:15 AM Y

& your soul is all i ever wanted

drilllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllling into my ears

SIGH. i do hate the sounds of drilling! they disturb the moning peace (one), they disturb me (two), they disturb others (three) and..... the sounds are puncutated by the occasional crashing of tile/ concrete that really bugs me.

when I was in the bath rom this morning and the drilling began i thought a pipe or something had exploded in the bathroom.

this brings back momories of the installment of airconds in OH, the construction of the new block in school when I was in form 3 and not least, the construction of my neighbour when I was in form 5. gosh. I can remember the look of irritation still on my maths teacher's face, (she's a Datin!! and she totally rocks!) when funny noises echoed from the walled-off-by-asthetically-displeasing-construction barriers in the middle of our lesson. and the time I got so fed up of the noises from the back of my house with the waves headed straight into my room, mind you, I went to the sofa in the living room (which is slightly further from source of sound waves and also shielded to a certain degree by a few walls) and fell asleep with my head buried under 3 cushions.

just finished posting pics of my life in secondary school on multiply. wah i feel so nostalgic (despite the darn ... drilling. oh its more muffled, Ren Xin closed the windows!!)

blog later gotta clean my room.

toodles peeps

Cest MoiY

Xtine
Loves
Music

'I dreamt that I was composing a symphony....I had gone to my table to begin writing it down when I suddenly reflected: "If I write this part I shall let myself be carried on to write the rest. The natural tendency of my mind to expand the material is sure to make it very long...When the symphony is finished I shall be weak enough to allow my copyist to copy it out, and thus immediately incur a debt of 1,000 or 1,200 francs. Once the parts are copied I shall be harassed by the temptation to have the work performed; I shall give a concert in which, as is sure to be the case in these days, the receipts will barely cover half the expenses; I shall lose what I have not got; I shall want the necessaries of life for my poor invalid, and shall have no money for either myself or for my son's keep on board ship!"...I threw down my pen saying, "Bah! I shall have forgotten the symphony tomorrow." But the following night the obstinate symphony again presented itself...'
- Berlioz writing about a nightmare he had during the 1850s

SHE WANTSY

job >3
grand piano <3
happiness

SCREAM;TALKY

(where to get one)

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