Q

HARROW MY BABIES.

I’m not dead neither am I emo nemo. I’ve just been.. preoccupied.

Who am I kidding? I just prefer sleep to cyber-surfing now that I am a jaded, osteoporos-y eighteen year old senior citizen. Seriously I might be having some form of old-age life crisis right now. ANYHUZ back to my not very eventful life. We’re watching Emily of Emerald Hill tomorrow, a preview:

YUP. The version staged by Margaret Chan last year was amazing. Well, besides the fact that there were two homosexuals canoodling away beside me in the dark NOT that I’m homophobic but THIGH RUBBING? really, now? really?

SO YES I have high expectations for tomorrow and IT’S IVAN HENG HE IS CROSS-DRESSING. This is not a confession but I’m always very fascinated by cross-dressing.

Am feeling a little odd fish right now, just recovered from a long, long nap and a reading of Wide Sargasso Sea. That itself qualifies me for very strange thoughts and behaviour. So yes I’m very disorientated.

I WILL B BAQ SOON PROMIX!