Sunday, November 21, 2004
The Endangered Back Zopfullover Frog
My My my, My my my....What a loong soong. He just repeats "My my my, Mymymy, mymymy"...Yes, boy, we get it!?
It seems like every few days I'm telling you I'm sick. It's happened again. I think this will finally actually turn into a real sickness. Well, it already is. You know when you have the coming's on of illness, but they just kind of wander away? This time, the bad boy has decided to stay.
Blocked nose, sore tummy, blocked ear, sore throat, throbbing head. Yay!
Last night, instead of sleeping over at Talia's place for her birthday (I didn't because I was sick, she invited us down to the cinema. Chantal finally got out the house**.
We went and saw Bridget Jones' Diary: The Edge of Reason. What a let down?! I loved the first movie. I mean, this time around, they kept the characters, but so much was just...forgotten. And dropped. It was just...Boring. What was the point? If you have to ask your self what the point of the movie was, then obviously something is wrong. So, something is wrong with that movie. It was just a waste of time. By all means, go see it. You'd probably want to have seen the first one, though. I don't know...It was just...wastefull.
Not that the actual outing wasn't fun. We came into the cinema late. Chantal managed to make as much noise as possible; I think she actually wanted to get kicked out again. Then these two old women came and sat right next to us. I mean, we were in the back row, the very back row. It was funny listening to them though, because every time a character, or us, said "curse words" i.e., Shit, damn, fuck (and any extension of the word)...Or when Bridget took magic mushrooms, you would hear a little gasp from both of them. More amusing that the movie, almost.
After that, it was most fun, we just ran around the part of the shopping centre which wasn't closed off. There were signs saying the closed off bits were alarmed, and I was tempted to test it out...But didn't want to cause any embarrassment. Would have been funny though.
Poe says "I'm amazed, when push comes to shove, what I'd do for you"...And it made me think. About allot of things. I'd love to feel that way about a person, and for them to feel that way about me. It would be so nice. So maybe growing up isn't that scary.
Which then takes me to "What's the point of 'crushes' and 'going out' with people in school, you'll doubtfully marry them, or spend the rest of your life with them?". So I think, and think. And come to the conclusion, that as well as school, these year really are just about learning and preparing for the real world. They teach you the surface things in school, school education, academics and all. But everything else we've got to figure out for ourselves. Some people will just never figure it out. I hope I'm someone who does before I get old and grey.
I was happily knitting along on my back piece yesterday. Until...Until I though, you know, I'd better make sure it's as wide as the front pike. There was much discussion as to whether or not removing the cables would cause need for re-sizing. But, the cables were made with mass increases over the first two rows, so I though I'd be ok. Alas, there was at least an extra inch on each side. And so close to the armhole shaping. I think that I really could have finished that whole piece over this weekend, especially being sick. Now...I've done maybe and inch. Yay. Oh well, though, these things happen.
Such is life.
Alrighty, bye bye. Have fun...
**Chantal has, wait for it, Insomnia and Chronic Fatigue. Do not ask me how this works, I don't know. But, she's so stupid; she did bring it on herself. She doesn't come to school much anymore, maybe one week (in all seriousness) this entire term. She doesn't get out of the house much, and she can't sleepover because her doctor has put her on some sleeping plan.
Ashik0 @ 11/21/2004 10:17:00 am