Friday, October 21, 2005 ;
11:30:00 PM
tea with dr ang was good today - i mean, in terms of the food. scones with whipped cream that you can freely help yourself to was served on the buffet table, together with assorted sandwiches and beautiful, pretty tarts; cakes (which i didnt try because they looked too filling and i'm regretting it now); ice cream and fondue! after a few rounds at the buffet table i was too stuffed to go back for more and it was such a pity because i hardly managed to try everything! such a waste. pretty waste. i didnt manage to find out how much the buffet cost though, i would have liked to know. i was surpised at how quickly i was filled up, especially when i skipped lunch specifically to load myself up with the luscious food.. but i guess my surprise was answered when i started to get gastric cramps not too long after i left goodwood park hotel with the rest of my friends.
it lasted all the way through the evening and it became pretty bad such that i was moaning about my bed and bj was looking at me rather helplessly. but thank goodness after praying that God should take the pain away, combined with my resolution to take my mind off the pain by playing Burnout on the ps2 which bj brought over.. the pain disappeared! (oh, the chinese medicated oil that i applied could have been a factor too.. but well.)
so right now i'm supposed to be struggling along with my 19th century essay.. i'm already a week behind with my essay writing schedule that i've planned and i have a feeling that the days ahead are going to get really tumultous. therefore, as i would much like to mend everything, i cant.. yet even as i try, it seems like every word returned transforms into raw diamond, that pierces easily, effortlessly, through this glass heart of mine. oh wells.
my poetic efforts are, i think, the influence of reading her blog, which i'm not allowed to link. it is also probably the aftereffect of squeezing out all the vocabulary i know in my mind to be reproduced in my essay.
still, its exactly what i feel. now, back to my essay; i should really stop goofing off.
every day is a new day ♥
