17 February 2003

Another weekend, another sleep over with friends... It was quite fun, if only for this itty bitty detail -- a heavy bag. You want to sleep over, you gotta bring essential stuff, like clothes for one... And all that entails is a heavy bag for you to lug around. Anyhow, we saw Hero -- second time for me. I still can't get over how little screen time Sky got; I forgot his name, Donnie something but I kinda recognize him from other movies. He's a martial artist, much in the same vein that Jet Li and Jacky Chan are.

So anyway, it was okay -- the sleep over. Can't say they didn't try but heck, that's how it is. Can't say I was in a good mood the whole time since I almost always felt sleepy (or bored, whichever is more applicable).

Then went over to "Sleepy Hollow" again. I must say I almost fantasized about meeting those bloody hoodlums who supposedly behead people there. We passed by a group of young people on the road -- they were walking in the opposite direction -- and in my head I saw several scenarios involving them and us and a bloody fight. I haven't hefted a scythe in a long time -- the ones used when harvesting by hand, that small kind since we used it before in school to trim the grounds -- but it looked so easy to just lope off a limb or something. Anyway, we passed each other and that was that. We got to the house and it was a blessing that we decided before hand not to make any more of those blasted flowers because I was so sick of them that in that mood I was in I wouldn't have been of much use.

But we did get something done -- flyers and stuff. I don't know where all those things came from but I managed to make 5 kinds of flyers for the particular product that we're gonna be promoting for that event.

Maybe I should work in an advertising firm. Maybe...

Speaking of careers, a sister of mine found something for me, but when I thought about it, I don't want to go for it since it's one of those things that you gotta have the "good family name" and "good breeding" and "good ties" to be able to get in. But who knows, right?

Screw politics. It's everywhere, in every aspect of everything that everyone does. You gotta do politicking to be able to go where you want to be in your career, in your life. Blegh. Sell yourself why doncha ya. Get a pimp.

I want a new computer, a faster one. The one I'm using is practically a dinosaur!

The one good thing about this weekend? I dreamt of James. So it wasn't a total waste. He's as adorable as ever...

But then again, the cynical part of me wants to laugh at how other people are probably expecting me to say that the good thing about this weekend was that I spent time with my friends. Ha-ha.

It was a good time with them, but basically, I was just a teensy weensy anti-social that time so I much prefer the time with James in my dreams than the time with them in the conscious state.

Oh yeah, there was this addendum to the dream that I had, about my tooth getting all squiggly like it was about to come off. Maybe it was all that talk before with my friends, when they said that when they dream of that particular scene -- their teeth falling off -- that someone they know is about to die or suffer some misfortune or something. And that it's better if they tell people they know about it to prevent it from happening.

Am I making any sense?

Bottom line is if you dream of your tooth or teeth, falling off, then you better tell someone of it to prevent misfortune on someone. Or something like that.

I never thought I could be susceptible to that kind of suggestion. Or maybe I brought that on myself, since I told them I've never had that kind of dream before.

So what is goth?

That's the theme of this event that I'm going to next weekend, so I'm thinking of what to wear. I have this chiffon cloth that my sister made into a sort of a full body shawl that I'm gonna wear over something. What that something is something that I'm still thinking about. I tried on this ensemble and it's kinda... sexy I think is the word my sister said. I don't know if I could pull it off, so I'm still thinking...

Feifu mentioned the movie The Craft; maybe we can go as those four.

The make-up I'm pretty certain I'm gonna make my skin as pale as death without being white. Then it's all dark. I still have to get a tube of black lipstick and maybe some black liquid eyeliner or something.

About Death... I got the permission of my friend Gem who's crazy about Death -- a character in her favorite comic book Sandman -- so if I wanted I could go as her, Death. Not too sure about it though, she already cosplayed Death, though in a different costume or so I think.

As for my costume, it's still a big MAYBE on what I'm gonna wear.