Thursday, August 27th 2009

Well, folks, I can safely say I'm not addicted to Facebook.
When I first joined it, my friends told me I would get addicted to it, but weeks and months have gone by and I'm still just as clueless about it. At no point of time did I feel like it was my reason for living, my goal for every day. Now, it feels like "another one of those things" that come and go, you know? The stuff that you try out just because you've never tried it before.
That's it.

I wish I could say the same for my phone. Much as I want to put it behind me or get rid of it, I find that I really need it for survival at times, like when my voice teacher has to cancel our lesson or change the timing due to something urgent. I barely use my phone now except to ask or answer the occasional question or confirm something. Still, it's a burden to bear. One day I shall throw it down the side of some mountain and be done with it. I really do think I'd do well without human contact or communication. Animals are so much easier to talk to.

I've been doing a lot of SS, trying to understand the notes (thanks, Kat!) and compiling them into a notebook small and sturdy enough to carry around. I jot formulae, points and notes in there so I can carry them around with me. I discovered that I study better on the move, like on the MRT or while I'm standing around, waiting for something.
Anyway, I'm starting to like SS. It doesn't seem as horrible to me as it did. Sure, it does teach people a lot of bad things, but it also shows the consequences of those bad actions. It's as if the term "Social Studies" has become clear to me, as the actual study of social life in the world. The world will never learn from its past mistakes, but if I end up studying Psychology, social behavior would be a major aspect in that field.

I'm feeling really artistic because I spent several hours last night painting my "thought box". I thought it would be kind of cool to have a special box to put my thoughts in, and then open it when I turn 21. Thoughts about life, society, and little things that come to mind. Technically, I'm still a kid, so it would be nice to look back in time when I turn 21. I already have a box of stuff that I taped shut, for when I turn 21, so I'll get two birthday gifts from myself on that day.
I bought a nice-sized wooden box from "Art Friend". I threw in a little wooden angel, too. I painted the box itself midnight-purple, then stencilled on some big silver snowflakes and some small gold ones. Stencilled a lovely little angel on the front, too, and then, finally, painted the little wooden angel gold and glued it to the cover.
I think I'll do my shoes one of these days. When Mom retires I'm gonna ask her to tailor me some funky trousers. Striped, patterned, cartooned, you name it!

Feeling a little depressed tonight, so I think I'll just gush on about Philippe Jaroussky while both the night and I are still young. If I'm 43 and start gushing about Philippe, that would just be weird. And a little nauseating to the younger generation.

I just watched a video of him that was taken in 2005 or something, he didn't look different from how he looks now, but what appeals to me most is his "good-boy-ishness". I love how he wears his jeans at the right and normal height. It's really nice, because most boys wear theirs like it's going to fall any minute. Plus, they either have too much ass or no ass at all!
PJ even tucks in his shirt and wears his clothes properly without looking the least bit nerdy. Plus, he has really cool shoes. I love his shoes. Sometimes his concert clothes look a little too big for him, but he can just about carry it off just because he's tall and gorgeous.
Mmm, delicious. I feel so much better now!