Day and night no longer have meaning. I find myself doing the laundry at 4am, and having to severely repress the urge to practise my violin at 3am.
I need a loooooooooong break! What I want is, at the very least, a whole week just for me.
I want to get a full-body massage, and I want to catch up on all those movies I missed all on the same day. (Movie marathon! Anyone with me? *G*)
I want to laze by the sea (failing which, I'll settle for a pool) and do nothing more than flip over every so often so as to even out my tan.
I want to spend a small fortune at MPH and Kinokuniya, catching up on a year's worth of reading.
I want to get my hair cut. It's looong past due. I look like Shaggy's sister.
I want to go see the TePapa's Lord of the Rings Exhibition, but I don't want to go to Singapore. I am torn. Yes, my boycott of Singapore is still in effect. Half a year and it has diminished not an ounce. But I first found out about this exhibition almost 2 years ago, and have been waiting to see it ever since. My argument for going is that I've been wanting to go waaaay before I even met the Reason which gave rise to the Great Singapore Boycott, and my argument for abstaining is that the thought of Singapore is still too painful for me. I lost something extremely valuable, something absolutely irreplaceable to Singapore, and I'll never be able to forgive, much less forget, not if I lived to be a thousand years old. So, to go, or not to go? That is the question.
~ My most profound apologies to Shakespeare for murdering his prose
I want to have a nice night out with the girls. The Girlygirls.
~ Min, despite the porn-connotations, you've Named us, and I suppose we're stuck with it! lolz..
I want to get in touch with old, long-lost friends.
I want to be happy, to be loved and to give love in return. It may sound cliched, but there's a reason why some things are so often said.
Most of all, I want to wake up one day and say to myself, "I want nothing more, I have everything I could possibly need."
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