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Tuesday, May 30, 2006 ( 21:26 )
it's a fait accompli that i'm becoming more and more domestic - did a whirl of vacuuming around the apartment, gave the toilet a douse, then headed out to pay the utilities and phone bills, picked up my air ticket, and tardily went for a whooping mega grocery shopping galore. I had to lug back 8 packages, and throw in FOUR streets along with them, mind you. my hands are killing me now and i broke out a sweat even in the gusty weather. my fervent intent on going for BodyJam this evening in uni campus is thus brutally thrashed by the day's eventful hap. bet i had burnt more calories than a 45 minutes express dynamic combination class anyway.
those home economics programmes during high school days have finally paid their dues during my stay in melbourne. lots of stuff to whip up for dinner tonight; i'm almost spoilt for choice. all these should tide me well over the exam period. my instant meals' turf is stocked to the fringe and my fridge is bursting with uncooked chow. dear, you oughta be proud of me. *beams*
anyway, between all that "janitor" work, the only thing that's missing is just picking up the laundry from the dry cleaners, and giving the house canine a good flea wash (neither of each I have any to worry about currently), so as to attest myself a qualified home-maker. *LOL* I wonder if I'll be those typical modern housewives that live by lists in the future; leading a routinary life like a September loose-leaf binder - neatly slotted and tabbed with everything in place.. "pick up the children from school at 6, fight through the rush hour to make it home by 7 to prepare dinner, monitor the kids' homework and check on their spelling, call and postpone junior's tuition session on sunday due to a last minute family gathering - my mum is good at springing on such stuff; she has the memory of a fish, but i still love her!, and buy something for the upcoming wedding anniversary etc etc..." they never seem to stop, do they? grumble grumble... geez.. and to think i'm looking forward to the deemed mid-life crisis. screaming baloney, i must be nuts! haha..
caught an ad on TV yesterday night that was promoting a funeral insurance premium. you pay A$2.77 a week that will help settle your future incurred funeral costs upon your demise, an estimated amount of A$5K. sounds like a pretty decent deal? it gets better: it comes with a 30-day money back guarantee. ???!!! *scratches head* hello, am i missing something in there?!
i'm having a crux working on my 3000 word essay which is due this friday. the chronicles of narnia is a well-deserved distraction and hindrance. I'm on to the 5th book in the impressive volume now, and i'm guilelessly hooked. if "fantasy genre and epic battles between the good and evil" are your cup of tea, then do, go get yourself enmeshed in this fictional world and be flabbergasted by its' scope of "magical meets reality" tales. In add: there's a warrant why the kids had to grow up in Narnia, only to return to the wardrobe as if time had freezed and stood still. want to know why?
I'm not gonna kiss and tell!
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She'll let you in her house
If you come knockin' late at night
She'll let you in her mouth
If the words you say are right
If you pay the price
She'll let you deep inside
But there's a secret garden she hides
She'll let you in her car
To go drivin' round
She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice
You've gone a million miles
How far'd you get
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget
She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So you know she's really there
She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes will say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away