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Branaghapos;s turn in Hamlet is powerful. I have to say iapos;m having trouble deciphering this Shakespeare language, and have always had such a difficulty. Having been exposed to the loose and primitive dialogue of modern day Britain, it is as if trying to hack through a forest of words. Delicately strung together, complex as a spiderweb.

Kate is in it too. I like Kate. I liked her in Titanic, and I like her in this. And she gets them out, too.

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Itapos;s such a tiring day today.
Woke up at 7.30(as usual).... Ate my breakfast And off I go to my grandmaapos;s house. And I guess I reached there super early today. 9a.m Hahas...is this considered early? Then I accompanied my mother and grandma to the market, which I donapos;t like because the market is super crowded especially on Sunday. It is so difficult to work through the human traffic. Someone will pause suddenly in front of you and you will be like.......haha....you know....jammed there. And after the marketing, I still have to help my aunt take her stuff back to her house because she has to work. I guess I have been doing that every week for no idea how long already.
In the afternoon, my baby cousin came along and I started playing with her. Hahas... And itapos;s raining today and a few minutes of thunder but my cousin was so afraid of the thunder that she didnapos;t dare to go to sleep. Haha...and she just followed behind me. But opps, she is so sleepy that she fell while walking behind me. Haha.. I turned around and she was kneeling down. I supposed it must have been painful because her knee turned red when I carried her up. Luckily she didnapos;t cry. Her mum laughed at her... Haha..and told her...who ask you donapos;t want to sleep la Haha..
And I had chicken rice for dinner...Haha..Yummy (and of course I shared some with my cousin. She refused to eat it unless I put the chilli for her...)
Haha... And I guess thatapos;s all for the day
Haha... Another simple Sunday
And OMG... I was supposed to look through some SPSS�stuff today but of course, I did none today =P
Oh what a�good job melissa� XD
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These are the names I want to end up using.
Ten is a workable number amirite? I could totes have ten kids.

Minerva, Simon, Rudolph, Cordelia, Albert, Lucretia, Gertrude, Griselda, Bernadette, George
Minnie, Simon, Rudy, Cordelia, Abbey, Lucretia, Gertrude, Zelda, Betty, George

When it comes down to it I really do love Lucretia you know? To hell with Lulu.

I am surprised at my boysapos; list. Only four essential ones.

Simon, Rudolph, Albert, George.

Is that accurate? Where are Frederick, Julius, Theodore, Peregrine?
Ohhh right I forgot Peregrine. I do love Peregrine.
Well dammit I guess I need 11 kids then.

Simon, Rudolph, Albert, George, Frederick, Julius, Peregrine, Theodore - do I love Theodore? Iapos;m not sure. I know that I love Fritz if not Frederick. Do I prefer Friederich? Friedhelm? Albert George Peregrine altogether there and Fritz and Theo afterwards. Where is Tipp? Is Tipp with Theodore?

Bored with this now.

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This isnapos;t very normal.

Iapos;m not looking for a .. Fic, really.�Though, I�sort of am.

I�know where it is and who the author is-- Lightning on the Wave.

If you havenapos;t read her H/D saga, I�highly recommend it.

Anyway, Iapos;m looking for a specific part of it.�I canapos;t seem to search through it. Ugh.

Iapos;m looking to read the part where Draco receives a book?�from Narcissa about how Harryapos;s power draws people with it.

So he separates himself from Harry to determine whether his feelings are true or not.

Anyone know which chapter it is?
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Halim, Arif, Hafiz, Omi Masyi came over today. I didnapos;t join them visiting, but they came over anyway. I donapos;t know what type of outing it was, because everyone was so quiet. Halim spilled his drink onto my mumapos;s favourite table cloth, he is so lucky she wasnapos;t at home. And true enough,�I got scolded somewhat once they left. "How can your friend spill?" See lah, you spill I get it.
Haha the boys are so tall. And their voices are like LOW.
Omi Masyi must have been bored stiff.

Nothing else highlighted my day, besides their arrival. What type of raya is it when your friends come over not to talk, but to play their PSP, spill�a drink and then go home.

Whatever it is I am really glad they came (:
I miss them so much.


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Im back from the "hotel" with lots of "souvenirs".

the service was good. So good that i couldnt sleep at night because they had to keep coming in to check on me and make sure im ok. Very satisfying. Food wasnt as bad too. They make sure my body receive "holy water" throughout the night even if it means they had to create tiny little holes in my hands.

highlight of vacation was performance by magician especially when he personally performed it on me. But it was a very good performance. I like it. I became a happier person after that magic show. I can give "daily speech" more efficiently now.

"vacation" is over. And as a bonus, i get to slack for 2 weeks before itapos;s really over :)
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Right, whats the plan then?

- Get into Birmingham, get my legs back
- Tempest Records and other such music vendors
- Forbidden Planet just for a nose around
- New shoes
- Possibly look about for some clothes
- Back to the apos;Nok or Walsall
- Argos or MS for Steph and Lee, plus card
- Then actually bother with clothes
- [wild card]
- Home

Most of this was all meant to be done last week but, meh. Stuff happens, like bloody trains not turning up when theyapos;re supposed to/

But first, lets have a go at putting some new music onto my PSP.

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I need to seriously make a commitment to myself to get a new computer every four years. The situation I am in now is near dire. This whole day has been vastly inconveniencing merely because I do not have a computer. I hate chopping myself down for something I cannot do anything about, but I have to make getting a new computer my new priority. I just, havenapos;t, because I thought I could make do with an old piece of crap that Iapos;d strung together after five years of things breaking. It was a piece of shit, when it came from IBM, and the additional RAM didnapos;t improve upon it, when it came as part of a case settlement. I didnapos;t get anything for free; it was mine to begin with, they just thought theyapos;d steal it and that I wouldnapos;t notice. Anyways I resolve to buy a new computer every four years, or at least get all new parts, instead of combining bits of crap together piecemeal to have a crappier time. The computer I am using to type this up on is about ten years old. A deeply, deeply disturbing admission. I mean, Iapos;m a software engineer, and I am using crap. This is inappropriate, fiercely insupportable, but very inappropriate to me. There is no excuse for this silliness. I would have never let any of my customers at PC Club attempt to reuse arcane parts, because they can afford better. But I deserve better.

This is all my momapos;s fault. She is the one who indoctrinated me to the concept of reuse crap until it doesnapos;t work anymore. I remember one time, when I had a really, truly shitty laptop that her boyfriend let me borrow. It was a decade-old piece of crap that took twenty minutes to boot up, and whenever one used it, the video was likely to be entirely black off and on. Using it was far more frustrating than not having a computer at all. Anyways, I took it on the train with me, and accidentally (or through a deliberate act of my subconscious), either I forgot to bring it, and lost it, or someone stole the laptop. Afterward my mother was incensed with me for three weeks. But I was rather rejoicing that someone had stolen the laptop. It was so terrible a machine to use, I was happy to be free of it, or to have some excuse to be free of it. But in my motherapos;s eyes it was still a useful laptop that *she* could make industry out of in her business. I told her several times that it was so slow it would only be a hindrance to her, but she wouldnapos;t have any of it. A computer is a computer insofar as my mother is concerned. ::groan::
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So change in plans on the Florida thing this weekend. Instead of Brad and I�driving down, heapos;s going to fly me into Florida, turn around, and fly back to Houma, and Iapos;m going to have to rent a truck, or take my car down south and rent a trailer. Iapos;m 97.99526831 sure Iapos;ma rent a truck one way from as close to Lake Placid or Okeechobee as I�can, rent a dolly for my car when we hit Tallahassee, and have one hell of a ride on I-10 West. Southern Mississippi southern Louisiana have some of the worst roads I have EVER�experienced. Last time I�made this ride, I�felt like a Ray Charles bobblehead doll getting out of the truck. Shitty roads +�moving truck + car towing +driving around New Orleans �Metarie = the suck. Iapos;m glad Iapos;ll have Roury with me. I�love Roury like a brother. This is going to be interesting living together. I�see a lot of alcohol and loud music coming out of this. Heapos;s been writing some punk lyrics and Iapos;ve been itching to start playing SOMETHING I�learned "Capos;mere" by Interpol the other day while munching on Wheat Thins. Iapos;m looking forward to living with my best friend, but right now...it isnapos;t "bad timing"...itapos;s more of a moment where I�calmly say�"Grr.", chuckle, and go on with what I�must. Iapos;m just not feeling really social right now. Havenapos;t been all week. I�have no idea how or why I�get in this mood, but� itapos;s here again. I�like it to tell you the truth. I donapos;t want to talk to anyone I�donapos;t really have to right now. I�just want to go to work, come home, listen to Interpol for hours. Of course there are some people Iapos;m always willing to talk to. Roury, CoralJohn, Christina, Becca, Chris, Grissely, EfrenKathy, Angie....these are people I�would answer the phone for on the night of my honeymoon. I really just want some pleasant music, a little beer, �a sandwich(or pizza). Itapos;s sort of the feeling that listening to "Digital Bath" by Deftones on a cool night with a little wind and a glass of vodka in hand gives EVERYONE I�know.

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I�told Christina an odd story of my youth today that not everyone hears about and even fewer want to hear about. I�hope it didnapos;t weird her out. NO�it wasnapos;t anything perverse you screwhead. Anyway. Besides feeling disassociative, Iapos;ve been anxious about this weekend. This whole week at work has felt kinda weird. Not WEIRD weird, but just...off.� I�havenapos;t slept worth a crap in a while which is taking a toll on my back. Speaking of which, itapos;s 11:30 and Iapos;ve got�bit of�a day ahead of me. I�need to sleep.

1_Work.
2_Shower �pack a weekend bag for the trip.
3_Fly into Florida.
4_BEER Delicious, wonderful beer.
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