Brain Bash

i'm so so so tired today. no thanks to dreaming two nights in a row..and having to wake up at 7 to go for morning classes. so i'm really thankful that today's over..i thought i'll never survive. for the first time this year..i went," shit, i've still gotta walk home!"

i dreamt of little green men last night, i reckon it's coz' the last thing i read before dozing off to bed was "green bio-illuminsence species of plankton" [dan brown, i think he's brilliant=)]

seems that everyone's reading his books. well at least the people around me. nic kwa's reading the "da vinci code", nic who's reading "angels and demons"..and the librarian who checked my book out for me said that she has already recalled my book..so i've only got 2 weeks on the book. what the heck..i reckon i might finish it by tommorrow. so yups, reading's my social life. my story books are my cool, hip and funky friends. NO QUALMS ABOUT THAT.

one string. two strings. three strings. four.

playing for worship on friday. hope my guitar skills don't fail me. it's no secret that i'm not the greatest guitar player in the world and what adds on to it all is that i haven't been practising..SURPRISE, SURPRISE. [haha, not really actually]

fog. rain. sun. night.

it's really cold in the morning in Melbourne now. absolutely call. in fact there was fog and it looked like it was going to rain on me. but it didn't. it was just freezing, then the sun came out. no doubts about the warmth of the sun now, it's even terribly bright. so i think spring's really here. BUT according to Leonard, there must be a period of bad weather first before spring finally comes. Melbourne's proven weather track record. happened before autumn arrived and winter too. hopefully the bad weather was last saturday's insane weather. cold, rain and freezing. please, please let it be.

the 70s.

my granny's turning 70 on sunday. I can't believe it coz' she still looks so young. but i suppose faces don't always give you the best clues to everything. i think her stint in hospital made her and everyone else realise that she's not getting any younger. that we must all learn to treasure her more. that she can't eat overnight food anymore just coz' it'll be a waste to throw away. she must take things slow now, after working so hard for all the years of her life. i think she must start coming on holidays with me now. TIME FOR HER TO ENJOY. i love my granny. more than anything in the world. and it pisses me off if someone tries to bully her. i reckon house No. 11 is one pain the ass.

massage course. it'll be interesting.