I can’t believe I missed the first part of Titanic last night! I’m not so much a Leonardo-Kate fan, but I loved the feeling of being on a ship, sailing far away. I don’t know about you, but I think thats what James Cameron did for me. He captured that feeling of magic and tragedy. And who can deny the bittersweet serenade of the soundtrack? Sigh. And I missed it. Nasy texted just when Nightline came on, telling me about it. Nice timing, Nasy.
Wierd thought just in: I realised today that slicing and dicing vegetables strangely relaxes me. Ever felt like that? I mean, you have your knife and greens, preferably something easy like carrots or cucumbers, and you get to express yourself through vegetables. No, really. You chop away when you’re pissed, and you slice when you’re feeling less disturbed. Ok, whatever.
Oh yeah! I found my mechanical pencil! Trusty old thing was lying in my bag the whole time. Plus, I believe Dad must’ve kidnapped Josh Groban so he’s most probably sitting in Dad’s car, and I found the DVD too! The thing is, I’ve just discovered the Corrs CD my sister got me for my birthday is missing. >_< I can’t decide whether to laugh or cry, so I did a bit of both and felt a little scared of myself. Is this what lunatics feel before they lapse into their imaginary world? Hmm.
I have to go send some things to Dad, and the tank’s empty. Best be on my way.
‘Do not mourn because roses have thorns, rather, celebrate because thorns have roses.’
I really have to stop this quote thing.
Enough said here.
