x 17 Dec 2004 || 8 days to Christmas
Oh yes. Eight more days to Christmas. Lovely, isn't it? *beams sunnily*
Anyway, the theme of today's update is PACKING STUFFED TOYS. I feel impeccably evil as I have spent the afternoon packing all my stuffed toys into Ziploc bags (because my equally evil mum forced me to) and labelling them (with the stuffed toy's name, year of purchase and from whom), and then keeping all of them into the cupboard. And only three remain on the display cupboard because they are too large to fit into a plastic bag.
It gets rather sad. I'm quite attached to all of them, after all, I name them all, don't I, and remember their names the way I'd remember yours. I know it seems daft especially of someone of my age, but they APPEAR to have feelings. I don't know why, but the stuffed toys mysteriously can appear sad or happy or emotional or...yes. You get the drift.
Fact is, the oldest of the stuffed toys I have on my shelf is Bunny, a pink rabbit measuring about 9 cm, and is not all that fluffy, and is getting dusty too. Perhaps it's all, well, in the best interests of the soft toys to be, well, less dusty and Ziploc-ed. Yes. I have justified my actions. Therefore, I shall not be guillotined if Victoria the French green bear, Harriet the hamburger or Annabel the 2004 Christmas puppy suffocate.
Au revoir.
x 13 Dec 2004 || 12 days to Christmas
OMG CHERYL.
*laughs evilly at cheryl*
I have a sneaking suspicion that her french teacher ("my french teacher next year is going to be a pureblooded frenchman!" quote from her blog, btw) is going to be Monsieur Quenot. WAHAHAHHAA. I laugh very evilly. She is going to have a year of very lame classes, filled with extremely daft quotes from him and let's hope he changed his class page layouts. GRINS EVILLY. Good luck, Cheryl.
x 11 Dec 2004 || 14 days to Christmas
Yeps, fourteen days to Christmas!!! that's like...ALMOST ten days to Christmas. Yay! I do love Christmas. Shall not start blahering on and on about my great affection for Christmas again, ho ho ho.
I am really pretty amused. I am going to the zoo on Monday. I'm so delighted *drips with sarcasm* Not that I have much against it, but even the most die-hard fan of the zoo would tire of it after five years of trips to the zoo once every December holiday :| AND I STILL HAVE THAT BLASTED CHINESE THINGY TO DO. I have officially come up with what is possibly the lamest, daftest, most unbelieveable and incredibly unnecesary topic ever. You just have to look around my page, and see the most recurring word *like SO absolutely traumatizing* I wish I could actually think properly and do something that would make more sense (in a manner of speaking) BUT NO!!! Argh.
Oh, and this is so totally disturbing, tickets for The Sound Of Music cost $110-plus after discount, I am in shock and greatly upset over the fact that I will probably be resigned to watch it on VCD gain. I'd really love to be able to watch Sound of Music on stage, I'm sure it would be delightful. Ahwells...
Anyway. Shall stop bubbling over with inane and useless facts and *stuff*. Au revoir!
x 09 Dec 2004 || 16 days to Christmas
I have decided that there are WAY too many dumb books on friendship around. Let's put it this way, stuff ranging from the entire Arthur series for little kids (yes, the one about the creature that nobody can tell WHAT it is) to bizzare Nora Roberts books which is just a sappy version of it to self help books ("How to be a Better Friend!" "Making Friends!" "Friendship!") to daft books on the Bush Adminstration (yes, the large clique of killers and murderers, etc), it's all on FRIENDS. Now let's look through the large list of books that I have pre-mentioned.
Arthur books Positively adorable if you are below ten, annoying if you are anything above that. Okay, like it is totally possible to hate someone first and then very magically you both help each other (if you were enemies, why would you?) and then become best friends. If that were real, Saddam would have a permanant residence in the White House. And other daft storylines include trying to fins a suggrogate father for your best friend cos his parents divorced, etc.
Nora Roberts' Key Trilogy Why do all books have to come in TRILOGIES now??? Anyway, it is the story of three women on a quest. The meet these three guys, and happily all of them fall in love and all get married at the end of the third book. Whee, can we say big money for the wedding planners? And what makes this book so disturbing is the huge amount of sappiness regarding their friendship (how many times do they have to cry/wail/weep and get consoled?) Etc.
Self Help books Bugger, can I say that these are probably the most annoying type of literature ever to be invented? We are all hopeless losers, that is why we need a good, thick book, preferably of the Chicken Soup variety with schmaltzy people speaking on how much they love their friends, etc. Do we really need them? Frankly, no. I think at reasonable people, we can more than hold our own stand without a some preachy book telling us what to do.
Books on the Bush Administration Ah, my favourite of the lot. These books are the absolute irony and provide countless laughs on a lovely day when you observe the camaraderie between Powell, Bush, Rumsfield and other members of the Cabinet. Friendship is quite questionable here, but whatever, it's the most interesting of the lot, unless you'd rather read soppy tales of love and unidentified animals.
Au revoir, citoyens!
x 07 Dec 2004 || 18 days to Christmas
The theme of today's entry is Christmas Cards.
I absolutely LOVED the comics in the newspaper when in Foxtrot, Jason was trying to sell his own creations of christmas cards as he thought it might be profitable, and he comes up with some highly unsuitable and unfestive cards, etc. (Refer to the newspapers of the past week) and that set me thinking! A person would be likely to send an average of 5 to 9 cards a year. Assuming those are for friends, and one has 5 relatives (that you like and will send cards to) so that is over 10. Assuming too that you happen to have a younger sibling and you are feeling nice. that's ONE more card. And your mum/dad/casual acquaintances that you want to send cards to...that adds up to nearly 20. See? This is getting interesting.
Look at the prices of the cards. If you get Hallmark ones which are like $7 plus each, you'd have spent $140 on cards if you send 20 cards. If you get the cheap ones for $10 per pack on 12, you'd have spent nearly $24. Nice, isn't it? It all makes you want to throw down whatever you're doing and go make daft cards. Ha ha ha. Merry Christmas.
Au revoir, citoyens!
x 04 Dec 2004 || 21 days to Christmas
Yay! New layout up. Yes, yes. Phantom of the Opera. The images used are from the upcoming movie, and not of the Michael Crawford and Sarah Brightman 1986 musical. Anyway, it's confirmed that PHANTOM OF THE OPERA IS OPENING ON THE 23RD DEC. (which actually happens to be my brother's birthday too, but whatever) AND I THINK PATRICK WILSON IS SO CUTE. Sorry, random insanity. But he is ((:
Here's a little rundown of yesterday. Which was actually very funny. Went to school early in the morning for banner-paining (actually just whitewashing) and got paint all over, and Simin has paint stains all ovr her culottes and it was so obvious cos, well, the paint IS white. Evil Liqi came for Red Cross and then came down for like ten minutes, commented on the playgroup-ishness of it and left after laughing and painting a bit (yes, yes, a BIT). Haha. Then after painting went for lunch with Liqi's Red Cross friends, who are all surprisingly Nat-fied. Grins evilly. And they tried to drag Liqi shopping in This Fashion and other, er, bizzare things. Only after the meal had ended, Liqi's mother called to say that she cooked and it was absolutely amazing to watch a splendid transformation in her expression. Grins evilly again.
Okay, shall stop being evil ((: Au revoir citoyens.
