Monthly Archives: May 2006

Short Stories

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I am in the middle of my secondshortstory about a housewife confined in a vanillacream coloured flat in her third trimester of pregnancy. And still, I do not know how I’m going to come up with anything substantial, creative or intellectual by today because I HAVE NOT ENOUGH TIME. Then again, I am – consciously – revelling in this adrenaline and the overtime working of my brain because this will be the last time I ever work + study (fulltime) anymore. It has been a crazy road, and the very fact that my hair has not gone awry from all the pulling shows that I am capable of this, thank you very much.

While waiting for the people I have not seen in awhile yesterday (chris & fh specifically!), I bought a new book called BANGALORE STORIES – The Red Carpet, and am fascinated, yet again, by the vivid colours that come with saris and smells of coconut oil and flower garlands. I do not dare to venture fiction of that sort because firstly, I’m not Indian, and will never be able to do any justice to the culture as compared to writers who are authentically indian and are themselves. Still, I have storydreamings of construction workers with IDD calling cards and a girl who paints her wall hibiscus red only to find the room shrinking and turning so small that she cannot, can never, find herself.

plastic bag over head

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amelialoh, I DO NOT need a plastic bag over my head to hide a possible explosion, but more so a brown, recycled paper bag to stuff my face in (and cling wrap to cover all the holes) because I am, honestly, very embarrassed. More often than not, it is a humbling experience when people accept and love you (normally children and babies =) ) despite your sickening number of flaws and very human nature. The semester is ending tomorrow, and I am struggling to finish an assignment (tenpercent only) but it’s very very hard. Penny saw my book today and said she didn’t understand it. I don’t either. I hope I do not fail my Editing assignment.

Sometimes I am overwhelmed with the feeling of wanting to find out what’s in store for me next. Then again, it’s undeniably exciting- like I’m stumbling upon places (I found two nice new hangouts just by walking to my bus stop in town!!) I have never been to and loving it.

XMEN was great. It was good seeing camille, penny, pat, and the rest after awhile- although I still cannot understand the sprainedankles. Chris is a chatterbox in the theatre and I DEFINITELY. CANNOT. WATCH SUPERMAN SITTING BESIDE HER SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE. (: youknowiloveyou.

It’s abit odd as I write and try to order my thoughts because there are alot of to-do-lists stored in different cupboards, all locked in my head, and I do not know where to start. I’m merely avoiding work and writing as I sit here. odear. Let me crawl into a hole.

mybrainisgoingtoexplode

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i promise to update


When I finish my assignments, you will be the first one to know – I promise. I am in the middle of an editingassignment and have NOIDEA how to do it. Hence, the late updates. Of late, I’ve been craving for bubble tea (With Pearls and Jelly) and have finished the first draft of my creativewriting piece which is currently being stripped apart in my online workshopping session. I still cannot believe I am finally graduating…it’s been a long journey.

I do not know what I have in store for the future, but I know that I will

  • watch the much awaited x-men with favourite friends
  • Enjoy the company of crazypeople
  • currently be busy with the team we are sending for some gameshow
  • Have the house all to myself in June
  • Miss my friends, people who sit beside me, behind me

at the meantime, I’m enjoying the ride. Hope you guys enjoy cross country.

Much love.

TGIF

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It was most interesting meeting a reallysleepychris and di to watch the foriegn film about suicidebombings. Funny because we’ve just been teaching this book about children in Afghanistan (BoyOverboard) and everything just seemed all too familiar. I had just about the longest day (giving out scripts and being attacked for more marks, students like vultures) with the insides of my head resembling Apple Crumble. One Touch And It All Falls Down.

I have never felt so tired in a while. Now that marking is over and the scripts have been returned, I have to face reality and start on the rest of my papers. IWANTABREAK!

It was an interesting day today and in spite of the extreme fatigue, I was greeted with a sweet presentation by my secondaryone class. A song, cheer item, and cake. thankyouverymuch. I must have looked stoic, but I was merely sleepy and pleasantly surprised on the insides.

Till now, I am amazed by how the girls can find blogs allbythemselves. The Hacker Generation. =) And so while I try to type without worrying if I should censor my speech, if you see this, I love your letters too (secthrees). Please clear up your floor, it’s very messy.

Much Love.