It was windy, as the ledge i was on, was high in the air.
On my left was a massive forest stretched out below.
If i fell, i’d probably break ten bones before hitting the ground in pain.
That is, if i was still alive by then.
On my right, spread the ocean.
Brilliant blue and pretty calm from where i lay.
Then again, i was high up from it, so even if there were wild waves, they’d look tame from here.
I looked down on either side of me – this is amazing!
Everything stretched so far and wide…
Only few have ever witnessed something like this!
I’m so lucky!
Crazy!
Unbelievable!
I sighed happily and took the whole scene in, basking in the glory of my position.
“What are you doing?”a voice broke my enthusiastic thoughts. “I’m pretending…” “… What?” “I’m pretending.”
“What exactly are you pretending?” she queried. “I… nevermind,” I sighed. It would take too long to explain, and balancing on the marvelous beam was quite an effort as it was. “Why do you have to pretend… there?”
“Well”, i started saying, “We’ve been taking shrooms so much, things aren’t moving anymore. The stones have stopped jumping. But i discovered, the trick is, to observe things from an angle.” “I see…”
And i could see she was about to laugh at me. “You’re really trying to squeeze as much out of this, aren’t you?” SpankyCammy stood in front of me. “Well, yes. There’s no point wasting it. Can you get off my pretend beam?” “What?”
“My pretend beam. You’re stepping on my pretend beam.”
She pooh-poohed me, “Oh-kay,” and stood on the grass forest on my left.
“What is your pretend beam?” “This,” i waved impatiently at the ledge i was lying on. “This is my pretend beam. And you were totally standing on it. How am i to pretend when you’re in the way?”
I tried to go back to my pretending but she still stood there, bitching away about my pretend beam.
I sighed.
“Can’t people pretend in peace anymore?” “Yes you can, i’m not stopping you, la la la…”
Bitch dipped her feet into the pool sea and started walking all over my pretend beam, leaving wet footprints behind. All over. My pretend beam.
“You bitch!” i half-scolded, half-laughed at her. “Get off my pretend beam! Can’t you go do something somewhere else!!!”
She stopped skipping all over my pretend beam and stared at me, realising i still wasn’t getting up and out of my imagination game.
Out of nowhere, Aps appeared. “What are you all doing?” she asked as she sat down by the side of the pool on my pretend beam. “I’m pretending and Cammy’s bothering me,” i replied, “Could you please get off my pretend beam?” “Yeah, you can’t do anything there. Else she starts bitching,” Cammy offered up to Aps.
Aps promptly jumped up and looked down where she sat, unsure of whether she’d ruined something i had arranged there.
Cammy stood there, exasperated that i didn’t want to entertain her. “Where’s your camera?” she asked, “I want to take a picture of this MADNESS.”
I laughed so hard i almost fell off my beam.
I got off in the end. She totally spoilt it for me.
Couldn’t stop bitching about it all night though, much to her distress.
Don’t ask me what that means… cos i have no clue either.
But what you *can* do is ask the dudes responsible for that whack title tomorrow night.
Twilight Actiongirl will be spinning at Cloth & Clef, and SalahWrong will be opening for them.
Ethan asked SarChan whether we’d play first set, but i was in Bali then, so we only confirmed when i got back. I was thinking since we don’t have any events to attend Fri night, why not!
SalahWrong will be on from 10:30pm till midnight.
We hope more girls will turn up, cos the music we’re playing is very… well, girlie powerpop + dance + rock.
Don’t think the guys will like it, but the chicks will!
Just waiting for other pages to load so blogging while at it.
I made my way out of the villa by myself cos i needed to settle some stuff online.
Just walking through the narrow lanes with high walls on either side with the intense blue sky above is so enjoyable.
We totally decked our villa up with streamers, colourful scarves, lanterns, toys and lots of food.
Oh, and i built a tent.
Under the table.
It’s freaking awesome!
We went out to buy food to cook brekkie with this morn – pork sausages, garlic sausages, corn beef, french toast, and baked beans.
Simple stuff, but somehow, cooking food yourself makes it taste more amazing.
It’s prollie just in our heads.
(okay i left this post for half hour while i did my work, stuff done)
SarChan and i rushed for the adidas yoga event some time back.
At first we were both worrying that we weren’t dressed appropriately (read: in exercise attire) for it, but we realised how ridiculous it would be to attempt exercising after a tiring day of work, and then shoot of for our pseudo-dj SalahWrong gig.
We arrived at Gardens hotel to see an insanely long line for the buffet dinner.
(No, this isn’t the line, this is a simple shot of people on one side of the room as i ate)
We settled for salad and fruits instead, where there was no queue.
Don’t get us wrong, (hmm salahwrong.. ha ha) we love our salads and fruits.
But when one is starving… fibre alone just doesn’t cut it.
I peeked into the main hall area where the yoga and dance workshop was to be held…
We got ushered into another room at the back where some of the more well-known personalities were, to make an appearance.
I was chatting to them when people started taking pictures of us, and i realised i did NOT fit into the picture theme, what with my work clothes and all!
I was obvoiusly a spectator more than a participant cos i had to rush off.
But i have to say… everyone looked so into it, i wish i didn’t have another event to commit to, else i’d be trying to join in the twisting and exercise.
Oh i did that thing again
The one where i pack super last minute and THROW things into my bag
Funny how my priorities lie
First things were my toys – streamers, mr. elephant, magnetic doodle sketch pad, soft toy flowers, hula hoops (okay fine. they don’t fit, we’re hand-carrying them), and others i don’t remember.
Then flew in colourful slips, dresses, scarves, necklaces and belts to twirl around and go crazy in.
Then i realised i didn’t even pack PROPER clothes to wear.
