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Friday, October 20, 2006
How Now Brown Cow

Yeah. We had a crazy time during EAP today, haha! Tricia didn't come, so we got some sort of crap paraphrasing exercise (of course, no one did it except for Rachel *applauds*). In the end, everyone ended up leaving except for me, Rachel, Choon Kye, Ruixi and Gezzel, and then we started the crap fest. Filled with what else but super lame jokes and kindergarten songs and discussions about Kim Possible and Barney. I laughed so hard I know my face went red. Which is terrible, yes, but no one said anything, so really it's fine. Haha. Later on, when it was like 10.15, went up to Leeper to see if anybody replied my emails about my lost phone. Turned out I had this false alarm, and walked all the way to Grattan and back to Evan Burge for NOTHING.

By then I was so damn hungry, I just bought the squid noodles they were selling at the dining hall. Basically, I think they're this cheap only because those veggies in the noodles were like leftovers. Man, it was ok at first, but the dish? Sotong and noodles with weird pseudo-veggies? Didn't work out after the 10th bite and I slogged the rest of the way through. At least it was only $3.80.

Oooh. Had drama practice yesterday. Finally, a drama storyline with no one dying! Woohoo! That is a plus. I definitely don't want a tragedy like Othello happening in my drama. Ugh. Even if its those Mafia mass genocide things. But anyway, the drama examiners don't like mafia stuff. Been re-enacted too often. Personally, it's fine with me, lol. Then during Literature tute today, I almost busted my bladder lah. Why is it that Friday Lit tutes are always full to the brim? Is it cuz people skip their own Lit tutes during the week and INTRUDE on our nice, quiet session of Lit? As a result, the class was so freaking full, someone had to go sit in front of the DAMN door. So. Which means I got stuck in the room throughout the whole lesson, wishing Othello would just get over his bitching and stop acting like a drama queen who's lost her lipstick.

Yes. Honestly. He DOES sound drama. Like, "burst into tears and break down" drama. Hey, cool down man. It's only adultery. It's a phenomenon that will proliferate in the future until unmarried couples have kids anyway. Personally, I think he's moaning because Desdemona's "unfaithfulness" hurt his "i'm a warrior hear me roar" pride. Othello's portrayed as a hero, but all heroes have their pride. As "hero" as Othello is, he still can't see through Iago's two-facedness. While I can't say Desdemona deserves to die (she acts smart), Othello? Definitely. Who needs/wants a bald, old, macho drama queen??? He doesn't even wear high heels. -_-;;

Frankly, up til now, the only person I've liked in the whole play is Cassio. And maybe the magical handkerchief. I dunno. I was too busy wishing for Iago to shut up to really pay attention. Hey hey, my bladder's health is WAY more important than Desdemona's death. Really.

I'm getting too Litsy. Yucks. Anyway, Sandi Thom's album rocks!!! Finally an album that doesn't go on and on about love (losing love, gaining love, falling in love etc.) and has little background accompaniment. Nowadays, pop songs always have electric guitars or extra tunes in the background that all but drown out the singer's voice (or competes with it). If Sandi's CD was a three-eyed jelly monster with 7 and a half legs, I'd still hug it. Oh man she's so great.

Don't need superman don't want wonderland...

...is what I said. Savvy? 9:47 pm