let lemons be angry

Of prom.

We lounged around in heavy bathrobes and moisturised. Room service chocolates would have completed the fantasy, but we decided that 6 dollars for a drink was too expensive even for socialite taitais. Then began the wonderfully long process of doing hair, makeup and dress. A few things are burned into memory: victor's lego tie and sherman putting on concealer being two of them. Sheila looked like alicia keys, Dawn's dress was very Audrey Hepburn, and Aimei was stunningly smoky. The night ended too soon. I clung to stef hardly believing it was the last time i'd see Her royal Vixeness this year. Someone teach me how to paste photos directly onto the post, because everyone seems to be doing it except me. Of course photos speak nothing of prom. I finally told hadri i was his angel, and it was the perfect setting for it too. He was a human statue and all i had to do was move myself into his line of vision, tell him, and move out again. A whole night of taking photos and seeing everyone out of their unglam school uniform. So that's what prom's all about. No slow dance on the floor, or corsages for him and her, or teachers.

Of camp.

I plunged from prom to camp within hours. I don't know where to start with camp. All i can say is God was truly felt by every one of the three hundred students. I've never been so emotional in public, or so free. A year of hatred was dissolved, a lifetime of struggle was finally vocalised, and i'm soaring. I also learned how i've grown into someone independent and assured of herself over the last three years, and that's a good feeling. There's something awful about needing a companion for everything. I remember that need. The moment i stopped requiring companions for camps, classes, outings, the toilet for crying out loud, i could run so much faster. And i'll always remember this, among other things: What i do doesn't determine who I am. Who I am determines what I do. And I am a child of God.

Of other things.

I just spent hours at toys 'r' us buying presents for my cousins. I'm so pleased. Darling nat gets a larger present because i love him so. I haven't seen my canadian cousins in years but i will tomorrow. I'm scared they'll be taller than me, what with the good canadian air and large portions of meat and potatoes. I've never been called "ma'am" in all my life, but i was today because i was holding a basketful of toys and looking like a perplexed present-buyer. I see my maternal future and all the anticipated ma'ams and am undecided if i will appreciate that. My other darling boy, Fiver, is giving me the Look of Love right now. One can dissolve just by being given the look of love. I suppose i will have to feed him. And on thursday i will be in hongkong--so many things to do in Singapore, but i have to do the Hongkong things first. So now i'm preparing the mp3s to accompany me on the plane and trains. T.Rex is severely forgotten and under-rated. Whatever happened to the teenage dream? I'm glad i got to have tea with ashley at least, and go to the zoo with my class, and experience Metamorphosis:freedom to soar. Stretch, sit up and open your eyes. This is just the beginning. I'm not meant to have a temporary job, and that means I am to give my time to something more meaningful. Like student venture, or sunday school, And gen12:2. Mongolia or central asia, anyone?