How do I get the boredom out of my head?!



Great. The weather is perfect. Perfect for a slumber.

Reading Jane Austen's Northanger Abbey...

CATHERINE MORLAND goes to Bath for the season as the guest of MR and MRS ALLEN, and there she meets the eccentric GENERAL TILNEY, his son HENRY TILNEY and his daughter ELANOR TILNEY. Catherine is invited to the Tilney's home, the Northanger Abbey of the title, where she imagines numerous gruesome secrets surrounding the General and his house. Henry proves that her suspicions have no substance by, while she is still recovering from the humiliation, she finds herself ordered out of the house by the General. She returns home and is followed by Henry. He explains that the General, mistakenly believing her to be penniless, had been anxious to keep her away from his son. Restored to a sensible humour by the truth, the General finally gives his blessing to Henry's marriage to Catherine.

One of the few Jane Austen's novels that I haven't yet read.

But talking about boredom.. it definitely reaches the apex. An all time high.

AIR... I NEED AIR!

*Inhale*

Okie. My mind is set.

I am going to take a nap now.

Diplomacy is to say "nice doggie" till you find a stick.

Nice... doggie... nice... doggie.... (Right... where's the god damn stick?!)

Maybe it doesn't work all the time.

Came across the album at HMV some time ago...

Jewel- Goodbye Alice In Wonderland



It's four in the afternoon
I'm on a flight leaving L.A.
Trying to figure out my life and
My youth scattered along the highway

Hotel rooms and headlines
I've made a living with a song
Guitar as my companion
Wanting desperately to belong

Fame is filled with spoiled children
we grow fat on fantasy
I guess that's why I'm leaving
I crave reality

So goodbye Alice in Wonderland
Goodbye yellow brick road
There is a difference between dreaming and pretending
I did not find paradise
It was only a reflection of my lonely mind wanting
whats been missing in my life

I'm embarassed to say the rest is a rock and roll cliche
I hit the bottom when I reached the top
but I never knew it was you who was breaking my heart
I thought you had to love me
But you did not

Yes, a heart can hallucinate
If it's completely starved for love
It can even turn monsters into
Angels from above

You forged my love just like a weapon
And turned it against me like a knife
You broke my last heartstring
But you opened up my eyes

So goodbye Alice in Wonderland
Goodbye yellow brick road
There is a difference between dreaming and pretending
That was not love in your eyes
It was only a reflection of my lonely mind searching
For whats been missing in my life

And growing up is not an absence of dreaming
Its being able to understand the difference between
The ones you can hold and the ones that you've been sold
But dreaming is a good thing
Cause it brings new things to life
Pretending is an ending
That perpetuates a lie
Forgetting what you are
Seeing for what you've been told

Truth is stranger than fiction
this is my chance to get it right
Life is much better without all of those pretty lies

So Goodbye Alice in Wonderland
You can keep your yellow brick road
Cause there is a difference between dreaming and pretending
These are not tears in my eyes
They are only a reflection of my lonely mind finding
They are only a reflection of my lonely mind finding
I've found whats missing in my life

Suicides...

Is not a panacea that solves problem.

Wonder why there are so many reports of suicides recently.

Wonder if these people feel that they have finally controlled their lives for once by taking the inevitable route to the paranormal? Wonder if they are happy now?

I remember this flash from a forward email some years back... decided to post it up anyway:

The things a suicide girl saw

Snapshots of Lamma



On the ferry to Lamma Island...




That's Zoe. Sheila & Scott's pet. She's realllllly hungry.




This dog had been sitting very still at the entrance for a LOOONNNG time. Maybe it reads the sign... (Notice the partial "no dog" sign on the top right corner?)



This is Sheila... she rented a place there... Gosh... I wanna live on that island!



Sunset at the beach on Day 1



Day 1 on the beach... not in the waters...




Roasting at the beach on Day 2... I am not roasted at all... I used half a tube of sun block... La...



Right.. I know I look terrible in the photo and Lila looks great.. but the POINT is... I AM SWIMMING!!! (O... K... I am lying... I can't. Argh.)




Lila on the phone... Day 2... :p




Before going back to the civilised world... Sigh


Okie... now this is something to work towards...

Isn't it wonderful to work in a cosmopolitan city like HK and still retain a fragment of tranquility by staying in a place like Lamma?

Aw... wanna be Sheila's neighbour...

A carton of milk was left in my fridge. It says "DUE DATE 24 Jul 06 17.49"

Gulped it down at 17.45. So it isn't stale?

Duh...

I mean.. why the time?

Went to Lamma Island for the past three days. It was great. At least now I know where I wanna live if I stay in HK in the future. Anyway, that later...

Came across the "Secrets of supermarkets" in "HK Magazine". It's rather enlightening:

Secret 1:
Staple needs such as eggs, shampoo etc are always place at the far end of supermarkets whereas perishable products such as bread in bakery are always station at the front of supermarkets so that you got to walk pass all the "non-essential" products sections before reaching to what you REALLY need.

Secret 2:
Companies pay high prices to place products at eye-level of the regular female customer while expensive cereals are normally place at eye-level of children.

Secret 3:
Supermarkets place normal priced products at the end section of racks to increase profits. This works on the misconception of the regular customer that products placed at the end section of racks are always promotional items.

So avoid the traps.