Egao! (Smile!)

This was meant to be posted yesterday (Friday 23rd) yet my internet once again was being a pain in the neck, so instead I saved it on a word doc. to post here and now. So here we go:

I'm smiling and I don't know why.

I feel very content right now. I'm still experiencing the slight disbelief of the Straight-A's on my report. I guess I have received my retribution. AT LAST. I swear I worked my ass off, and I guess it's paying off. :D That and the power of music is extremely efficacious. I've had 'Dancing in the Moonglight' in my head for the past three days and I DON'T WANT it to go away, I want it to stay. It's my feel good song, so much to the point that I no longer swear as I wake up or vociferate som derogatory comment about the mundanities of life. Usually something like "Another day in the horrid mundane" or, "Damn I don't want to wake up/ I'm stressed" or more commonly: "My life is a voluminous pile of shit"

For the past few days, I've awoken, smiling. Or happy/content as it were. Listen to 'dancing in the moonlight' every morning and I'm happy. I was HUMMING in MATHS. IN MATHS. I was humming and smiling to myself IN MATHS. LIKE WHOA. I was even answering the questions and everything. Ah the power of music and toploader. It brings me to such a jovial place.

Complications with the opposite sex (aka boy problems) seem so trivial right now. I'm finally returning to reading, playing piano/guitar and writing because I want to write. THIS is who I am. It's great and although I am behind in English, I have time to catch up. I can do this. :D I'm listening to DITM right now, I feel so elated. aaaah.

LOL Dyz, you are my Asian Adonis magnet!!! And yet could you be more obvious!!? I swear so there we are on Wednesday traipsing across over to Westpoint from the Btown station and I see The Asian Adonis' best friend (we went to primary school together, I think he thought of himself as superior to me in some way. He was always that HK gangsta type - my apologies, I digress. Anyway!)so I witness him walking and I bow my head as I usually do when I walk, and we pass. All of a sudden I look up and there he is behind his friend breezing across, gliding above the bitumen like the Adonis-like supernaturally aesthetic being that he is. The shock caused my mind to lapse for about a second before I actually waved and said hi. To which he reciprocated of course. Or it kinda happened at the same time I don't know. According to Dyanne, he said hi first.

See? See? See what I'm reduced to? A babbling, bumbling, incoherent... ponce! There I was sitting with my sushi and Gloria Jeans going: "Did he seriously say hi first?" Urgh. deeh. SERIOUSLY. Thank you Dyanne for not whacking me over the head at that brief moment of feverish girlishness.

Anyhoo, as soon as I said hi - there you go Dyz snickering loudly as though you were Fred and George doing a number on Umbridge. Wait weird. Harry Potter references lol. Talk about obvious. The end of year ten has got me all ferhoodled, as the Amish say. Mark called us psychotic because we ran after traffic light buttons like children. Yes. I haven't done that since, like, year eight dude.

I love Jodi Picoult so much! If someone gets me one of her books for Christmas I would love them forever. It's somewhat reinforcing my desire to becoming a lawyer. I've just completed reading Plain Truth, it was brilliant and intriguing, especially when she delved in to Amish life with such an intricate detail.

I will go soon, I'm really tired. Today I went random and decided planning how to do my make up for the formal??? LOL. I've got about 4 shades of eyeshadow on, along with blue mascara and blue eyeliner. I personally think it looks awesome, as I chose colours that would specifically match my multi-tonal dress.

I'll go now. Thanks for your time.

until next time -

- deeh xox.

P.S I can play 'Only Hope' on piano now!