R.E.M is playing in the background. dont let yourself go cos everybody cries. everybody hurts, sometimes. sometimes, everything is wrong. and now its time to sing along. if you feel like letting go, hold on. if you think youve had too much of this life, hang on.

sigh. sigh. sigh.

what do you think? let go or hold on? its difficult to choose.. anyways, i chopped off my hair. well, somebody did. its not all that bad. it was by impulse. was at bugis and didnt know what to buy for myself. it was either a chocolate mousse or a haircut or a movie. a haircut was a nice change. new place, new life, new hair, new attitude to life. its the usual cut. shaggy. messy. same old me. hmm..the irony. ahh..looks may remain the same but the insides of this person is trying to adopt a different outlook to life. each moment.

suga suga. baby bash featuring dear frankie. enjoyed his 'i dont wanna try'. ooh great..the irony. a conundrum- my occupation. you think? how you get so fly? interesting..from a verb to an adjective. we do that, dont we? make our own rules and shit. har. excuse me.

parents are a-snoring. what you doing at this hour? hitting, killing, knocking-out two birds with one ston, pebble, brick, im typing this new entry and listening to music. love coldplay by the way. i like shiver, the warning sign and everything else. both albums were great. the emotions were well portrayed through the lyrics and melody. thats what i think. you may think otherwise but as ol'puff would say,'you say toe-may-toe, i say toe-mah-toe'. yep.

im babbling.

'and you are as cold and distant from me as those strange modern paintings of lines and hard forms that i cannot love or comprehend, as alien as those hard mechanical sculptures of this age which have no human form.'
--- armand of the interview with the vampire---

rice and many others have the amazing talent to express themselves through words. so does a close friend, ayeee-shah. hows therapy so far? satisfying? ahem, fulfilling? ha..

the wallflowers. its been a while.

and its been quite a while now. look at the time. have to get off this board and back to shore.

aqualung's strange and beautiful goes out to an ol'friend.

well then, enough blabber. till later.

look at the time. moms sleeping and dads working. tis the season to be jolly so security is tight-er than usual so poor old dad is on ambush of sorts.

spent near an hour trying to figure out this blog system. strange ways of communicating the comp. lalala.. lots of brackets and apostrophes. strange. im getting rather peeved with the system especially with the many communication breakdowns i experienced within the last hour. but nevermind. there's later in the day to figure this puzzle.

neck is feeling a bit of a strain. eyes droopy. and ive yawned once so far. another's on the way. i can feel it. there...it has been raining the whole day, im wearing a sweater on with the zip up. cold. my aunt was here before from overseas and she complained about the humidity and the heat and ha..strange. once you get accustomed to something, every other thing would seem strange. strange..well not completely. its logical, no?

sigh. just babbling on to meself. terse thoughts indeed. sunday..my tuk or grandfather in english, will be home tomorrow and that would mean spending the next few nights at my cousin's. shall bring me boardgame with me. monopoly and its the singapore version. spent some of me hari raya dosh on it. har..talking of which, its coming to an end.

dap dap dee..just wanted to add some life on this quiet night. in me study room. i have weird neighbours. so am i and the rest of the family. dum de doo.

welcome to blogger. this is the main blogger editing screen. i could not understand dung about it. greek. german. swedish. ha. tom green. my butt is on swedish, swedish..strange. quirky. lunatic? dont think so. his actions are not tenable, yes but he earns a living out of them. a sensible man but quirky. for sure.

and that concludes tonight's look at the strange idiosyncrasies of today's celebrities. im barbara walters. good night. and so, good night.

good God. what have i put myself into. the nature of a blog is very public. hmm, hence the title: terse thoughts. of the termagant. shall try my best to be brief. try.

situation: parents are snoozing and im surfing. cant sleep. been sleeping near 4 every day. distorted my sleeping pattern what with me waking up in the afternoon at 1414 once and counting. i managed to catch only 10min of cheers that day.

life without cable and ha..school is mundane, to say the least. but hey, change is good yes? lots of things to do at home but considering the fact that i stand firm to my principles of procrastination, i'll just do them tomorrow ya?

time flies ya. im an aunt. my nephew is 10. so is one of my cousins. my niece is 7. im 18. the youngest family member is just a few days old. a girl. adorable too. her mom requests her 1st son and this 2nd daughter of hers to call me 'caci'. her husband hails from pakistan and we all cant communicate with the son verbally. he is 3 this year. i want to swim. maybe tmr..

terse thoughts of the termagant. you think? o hallo there. excuse me for not acknowledging you. ive got a journal both in hard and soft copy. hard copy is hard. its a hard cover, see. the soft copy is on me comp.
right then.

moving on.

how was your day? a big harlo to aishah, duck aka noraida and you, if you're reading this diligently...ive no idea how to work this blog except to type me 'terse' thoughts and publishing it. need technological assistance. no rush. gracias.

well then, in keeping with the title as either a reason or an excuse for not knowing what else to blabber about, i shall end this post in a few words more.
good night.

terse thoughts of the termagant. brief 1.reflection 2.idea 3.expectation 4.regard of the bullying woman. ive been struck with the 't' bug. hallo. mom's in bed. dad's out. im hmm..typing. and you're..reading? gosh how blatant. excuse me for being spastic. its the jitters from being a virgin of this arena. ha. virgo. terse thoughts of the termagant has spoken, typed, spoken sounds better. shall say my adieus for now. ciao.