two

Yesterday! Heaven and Hell! God, they were so good. Squashed right at the barrier in front, I was so lucky there was Coleman Isaac and VJ to form a protective wall behind!
And I spent 40$ on a Heaven and Hell shirt. Oh well it's a once-in-a-lifetime thing, before Dio decides to kick the bucket. But for a 65 year oldie, he sure can rock ass.

And seen on Friday:


A cat balloon and a dinosaur balloon caught in a compromising position.
I swear, this was not set up.


fall down, pick myself up. fall down, pick myself up again. over and over and over. I hope it stops here.

everything

Sigh.

Don't know what to do about everything everything, confusing hard not sure everything everything too many too much too little too soon too slow everything everything fun and everything everything but also messy everything everything make up mind made up mind everything everything want ______ (and if you were really bo liao you'd count how many letters that blank consists of and try fill it in but then again you wouldn't be like that, would you?) everything everything don't want everything everything but don't know anything everything..

I could go on for ages.

guilty secret!

this song is very addictive!

OK quick let me try justify myself. It's late-night madness when I'm feeling restless and depressed and weird? haha.

I've always rather liked Christina Aguilera though.

Fly High Michelle

Just for fun,

look what I've done.
(ooh that rhymes!)
Though my top piercing's a little sore now, from having made a sudden jump up to a 14 gauge bar from an 18 gauge. Stretching cartilage, even a small bit, hurts a bitchfull.

In other news I stopped being a miser and spent 130$ today, on a super cool super slim watch from Swatch. I swear, I can watch it (pun unintended) for ages, cause it's transparent and every minute, on the dot, I can see the minute hand move!

Super slim phone, super slim watch, now my wallet is beginning to feel super slim too ):
Never mind, pay tomorrow!

I Hate Kissing You Goodbye.

Baby, times are changing I see it in your eyes
So why do we keep on pretending, why do we even try
My heart is like an open book
Won't you read between the lines
And show me, show me, show me everything's alright

I hate kissing you goodbye, whoa ohh oh ooooh
I’ve heard it all before, and I know for sure
That it won't heal with time, baby
I hate kissing you, kissing you goodbye, whoa whoa yeah

Maybe, the things we shared were never meant to be
Our love is like a heart attack, and it's slowly killing me, yeah
If you can taste the pain I know or
The way I feel inside
Then show me, show me, show me everything's alright

I hate kissing you goodbye, whoa ohh oh ooooh
I’ve heard it all before, and I know for sure
That it won't heal with time, (it won't heal with time)
No matter what I do, or what I say, no matter how I try, baby
I hate kissing you, kissing you goodbye, whoa whoa yeah

Then show me, show me, come on show me
Everything's alright,
I hate kissing you goodbye
I hate kissing you goodbye
I never, ever, ever wanted to kiss you goodbye, whoa oh oh

I hate (I hate) kissing you goodbye, Baby-baby
I hate (I hate) kissing you goodbye, (oh-oh-oh) you know I never wanted to
I hate (I hate) kissing you goodbye, bye-bye-bye
Bye-bye, (my-my) miss American pie, whoa oh ohh
I hate (I hate) kissing you goodbye.

But I have?

Monday and Tuesday

The sum of what happened in school for the past two days - six lectures two tutorials and this is all I have to show for it:

(by the way, BLOGGER SO SUCK - haha lefty - cause it won't let me upload photos, and I had to resort to using photobucket to host)



"Tomorrow's my friend's birthday. Should we be nice and get him a cake, or throw him into the sea?"

Terence: Throw him in the sea! Then give him the cake.

Chen Yan: Nono, throw the cake into the sea.

cracks me up.

wow!

I'm watching an octopus get peeled on tv. Gross man!!

Little things amuse me a lot. Like how the very last song in my 101 Green Day song playlist that was set on random shuffle is titled In the End.

there's lots of work to be done, blergh.

Quick, I need ideas for a story for specialist dip which is due (I think) this week.

diediedie.

prayers in my pocket, no hand in destiny

Lately (and when I say 'lately' I really mean in the past year or so) things are just bad, overall, and sometimes I just wish I had a way to stop it all, block it out, end it. Everything.

Yes, life this year has been going up and down like one of Chet's story-plot-summary-diagrams, as life does, I suppose, but I've been hanging around the low parts for too long. I had a wonderful reprieve from March to May, and then again in July, but well, I guess it's time to move elsewhere.
Do I want to?
I don't know, honestly.

I'd love to talk on the phone again.

I guess listening to Eric Clapton puts me in a somewhat pensive, depressed mood.

I'm pretty pissed off

But what else can I do about it except smile, laugh and pretend that everything's all fine and dandy around the rest?

It just sucks having people go behind your back; it sucks even more when those people are people whom you have some kinship with. People whom you see almost every day. You all could have at least told me in advance before springing it like that today. Now I'm stuck with a bunch of sresol and I don't trust them to do anything. It would have been different if we'd discussed it, I don't mind the split, but hey, to place yourselves in the prime group(s) with the top people and sticking the other two into a shitty group is just way low. Yes, I may joke about it, cap'n and all that shit, but I really am rather peeved. It wasn't a nice thing to do.

Gee, thanks a bunch. Thanks a whole motherfucking bunch.


On a lighter note, the Very Berry Sorbet from Jones the grocer tastes almost exactly like a strawberry daiquiri, sans the alcohol.


But I am still pissed off.

random but!!

I love it when I dye my hair, and I wash off the dye in the shower. it looks like a FUCKING BLOODBATH YAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

\m/




ok, late-night-last-minute-work-I-should've-done-at-least-a-week-ago-but-I-(once again)-procrastinated-really-badly-which-results-in-me-rushing-at-the-last-possible-moment is getting to me.

No wonder sometimes I withdraw into myself.

It kinda sucks to not be wanted. No wonder sometimes I'm insecure. Withdrawn. Quiet. -insertwhateverfuckingelseyoucanthinkofhere-

When someone goes "I don't want her here, I don't want her around" and someone else replies "but I want to live alone, I need to be alone."
It's not very good, is it?

Kick me around some more.

It's times like these when I realise that work > everything else, cause it provides some form of escape, and I get paid, too.

oh fuck, i'm in such deep shit now.

balls

Two "balls" related things:

Ming is hardcore playing Endless Zombie Rampage. Balls. I have to start playing more to beat him, challenge challenge!

and

Aza went freeballin' today. Ventilation!