Melancholips

i am Schrödinger's kitty
i should probably feel cheap, but i just feel free
and a little bit empty.

a belated recap of mother’s day.

sun, may 11, 2008.

- got some courage to go back to jkt and thus ended my drunken escapade.

- cleaned up the awful mess that is my dorm room. right on time just before,

- mom showed up on my doorstep (though it was anticipated, no surprise. she thought she’d be able to pull a dormroom-razia, but i knew better. heheh.).

- sunday lunch. ordered fish&chips (which was 3x my normal serving size, ended up being packed). of course, she rather disapproved my meal of choice, should’ve ordered tuna salad or salmon whatsoever, proper food. anyway, the chocolate melt dessert was HEAVENLY. watched thomas uber live broadcast during meal.

- accidentally met those two extraordinaires. RG and NS. swooned.

- went to bsd city, checked out some showhouses at the suburbian property site, and couldn’t stop wondering why they have such pretentious xenophilic names like costarica, sevillas, malorca whatever crap.

- “When I told you that my heart wasn’t in art school any more (because I didn’t do any work for an entire semester and had to “medically withdraw because of depression & anxiety”), and I needed time to ‘find out who I was and how I could express myself’, you gave me time… I hardly call you any more because I don’t think you can appreciate how cool, intellectual, progressive, and culturally relevant everything about my existence is. I am thankful for you, and I know you have given me everything, so it’s just difficult for me to talk to you because I feel incredibly guilty about the decisions I’ve made. As Sufjan Stevens said in the song Chicago, “I’ve made a lot of mistakes.” But you’ve always been there because you are waiting for me to turn into Someone Great (which happens to be a song by a band named LCD Soundsystem).” HRO’s open letter on mother’s day is such a neat piece. LOL.

- PostSecret’s mother’s day edition was such a closure to the day. and here’s my favorite piece.

so i guess it’s reconciled. life is fine and dandy. for now.