boo.
happy halloween.
by far the scariest one, and the ghost is in me.
so it was three papers at a go within a week. it all went downhill from the first. dont even wanna talk about it now. but for a moment, i thought i had myself back - i was pissed off with not knowing what was going on! this semester had seen me through my bravest moments, almost in a bid to win the dare unknowingly set up. last minute cramming is not new, but walking into war grounds an airhead was definitely unprecedented. so i did it, and walked out battered and tored, wounded and dying. please tell me i can still make it through this round. pleasepleaseplease.....
a year ago, i was a scary doll at a halloween party.
carved the tiniest pumpkin in the crowd, drinking smirnhoff like nobody's business. trick or treating, laying out jack o lantern corpses in the dead of the night on the streets, watching horror films huddled together and screaming every other second. remembered taking pics of these, but just couldnt find em now. spooky.
saw this group of gals amongst which darth vadar was, and went around in that gear, unfazed by the attention she garnered. we should have more of these spontaneity. after all, it is what brings about creativeness, which then creates fun. and such fun are generally more fun if you know what i mean. what happened to last min phone calls out for supper? for that matter, what even happened to the phone calls?! hiding behind an online persona is apparently the 'in' thing now, thanks to avenues like msn, friendster, facebook, even smses. they are good to keep in touch with people far far away or have lost contact but would like to keep it up and gg again. but for my friends, i'd welcome the phonecalls anytime, how else would i get to hear your sweet voices. perhaps there comes a day where people dont even have to step out of their houses to interact, where communication with the outside world which by then will be defined as everything that is not 'you'. little people in boxes equipped with the most high tech communication functions living in their little self created facade. people are complicated, and things just get worse. do i care? well, not exactly. i doubt i'd be around when it happens anyway.
sometimes, secretly, i hope for WWIII or better still the end of the world. then i wont have to live thru this shit.
scary? happy halloween.

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