Sunday, May 21, 2006

i cant say i m a fan of oprah's shows. they never stirred me from my seat and rarely got me thinking bout the issues presented. the most memorable show to date was when they were giving out really costly xmas presents to volunteers of the katrina disaster (one of which includes a sony laptop each). but if that is the most significant episode i can think of, somehow that reiterates the fact that i didnt think much of her shows. however, her magazines are quite different. they focused on a specific issue every month and provided wonderful coverage of the issue, the write-up often the ladened with sophisticated humour.

i m feeling capricious. inspired by a backdated issue of 'oprah' magazine, i m half deciding to spend another day alone with myself. today, i feel like boarding an unfamiliar bus, go on a long ride, take in the new (but not much different from the rest of island) sights and drop off at an alien stop and walk a little. just like what i used to do in my secondary school days.

but then again a part of me misses my fiance and is coming up with lame excuses to meet him. not that i need any good reason (if, at all) to see him. i adore that guy. as much we take turns driving each other up the wall or refuse to admit we would continue to love even when we are fat and saggy and wrinkly and sprouting nonsense-(which is not a far cry from the gibberish we blabber on a daily basis), i just have to take one look at him and know tats all a lie.

he is the one who constantly makes me stick out my tongue, cause me to tear the hair outta my skull and induce gorilla-like grunts from my larynx, all outta sheer exasperation. yet he is also the one i love the most.

he makes me smile.

i remembered once upon a long time ago telling mona how lucky his girlfriend must be, and how much of a good husband i think he would make, without half guessing i would eventually be tat girl. now i cant imagine it any other way. i wont have it any other way. he is my pillar, i must be so lucky.

but i digress.... as i m writing now, the sky outside is turning gloriously dark. and its starting to rain. i love this kinda weather. theres something about this misplaced darkness in the daytime that intrigues me so much. i love anomalies.

hmmmm.....

sheesh, i hate it when i digress. admittedly, i do so a lot cos i love rambling. my favourite audience, read:victims, being makcik makciks, with my mum topping the list. heh. anyways... i started this post wanting to ramble about something else, but now, i have completely forgotten what it is i wanted to say.

oh nvm.

r.z 11:41 AM  0 comments