Bridging Fantasy & Reality

This is tiger biscuits talking.

It's so funny how some people go completely missing from your life when you thought they never would. This sudden realization hit me today. Now that I'm back why doesn't this figure seem to make frequent appearances in my day to day existence any longer? For as long as I could remember, opportunities to meet were seized like hot cakes on display at a common bakery. Now. Interests diverge. And thus, like a stale hobby waiting to be replaced, I was replaced by this flash new one. Thing is, I never knew there was an ulterior motive to our friendship. There were expectations? What's even funnier is I don't seem to give a rats ass how this is turning out. Frankly, I have nothing to complain about. My days are still spent in merriment in the company of so many that I consider dear and near. I just find it a tad saddening...

It's also really funny how some people whom you thought you'd never again lay eyes on again after a certain phase of your life could reappear and provide that strange sense of spice... (in sex n the city terms it would be a certain sorta "zsa zsa zsu"). You know. Like the girl who used to sit at the back of the class and eat her hair coz she didn't get enough protein from her food and was severely anorexic, could one day turn out to be your boss. High school. This person. I never spoke to. Can't remember if it was the pride. Or the prejudice? Or perhaps it was just the fact that we sat at two separate ends of space. But after that year. Never would I have imagined. Hmmm. I'm intrigued. To see where this all leads up to. Or if it does. And if I die before I wake, to God I give my soul to take.

Funny. Been laughing a LOT lately. To the point where my cheeks hurt. I wonder. Is it possible to burn calories by laughing? Coz then I wouldn't stop myself when my cheeks begin to hurt. Ah. Jogging tomorrow. Tiger biscuits are addictive. I hate them. I love them.

Funny. How speaking in conundrums is the only way I get to send a message across without REALLY sending one across.

Sleepover tomorrow. I am going to go overboard with my funny bone. Get ready for a night of giggles.

Make me laugh and I'll love you for it.

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I've decided.

I will continue to blog. But I need a hiatus for a bit. Heck. If 'they' can do it, so can I!

So thanks for making allowance for my lack of inspiration. Absence makes the imagination more culmitnative and the fingers more persistent.

Love love!

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I was thinking of putting BridgingFantasy&Reality to sleep. I haven't decided whether it should be "for good" or "just for now" yet. Coz. Seriously, when you come to think of it, I suppose it's just lost it's function. I don't think I will ever lose my obsession with writing, albeit, loads of crapish nonsensical whimsical stuff at times. But I suddenly have this intense urge to exist anonymously in the blogosphere. My freedom of expression via this medium has become severely limited. Now days, I seem to be sitting down and actually thinking: what the hell am I supposed to write this time? And I'm one of those people who believes that writing should just come naturally. Without thought. At first, I thought, fine, if I can't vent and channel my deepest darkest frustrations into seemingly substantial sentences then perhaps pictures will do the trick and not leave this space a barren land.

Uhm. One small issue. I seem to be under the constant curse of bad internet connection. My uni residence has promised better internet connection next year so I won't have to depend on Woosh any longer. Still. I think most of my pictures are up on facebook anyway... So now. Honestly. What is this space for?

Ok ok. I guess it does make sense to update it when I'm in NZ and not anywhere near the people I love and adore here. (altho in this age, we do have e mails AND there's the reveal all sisterhood blog for my closest n dearest) And I did make some close friends through this very space (Andrew for example who found me via my blog at first before we met in NZ) Even so, the contents is not really a true reflection of what I'm feeling. It's pretty much a brief interpretation of what's happening around me.... And now that I'm back here, i feel overwhelmingly uninspired to write anything at all =(....

Ughghhh.. dilemma dilemma. Help!!!

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