Superbus

French band. For some reason though their music is totally not me, I like it. Odd huh. I shall have to get their music somehow.

Also I happen to think the singer is hot. Add her to the list of women I'd turn lesbian for!

vent

I do not 'want to be a member of a group', if it means all this shit comes my way.

For the record:
Advertising concept MINE
Print ad MINE
TV ad MINE
Billboard ad MINE
Radio ad MINE
added to the fact I've gone through everything at least seven times tonight.

Also for the record: I never wanted to join anyway. I'd have been a lot happier just doing pair work. With the other 'reject'. I'd rather drop a grade for not following instructions than have to put up with all this shit in a loser group. And I don't care who sees this anymore.

GAH
RAWR
L;GKJSDFJDFDKLDLKDSLK~!!

vent vent vent vent vent
vent vent vent
vent vent vent vent
vent vent bitch bitch vent
bitch vent bitch bitch bitch vent

siooma. breathe. sioooooooooooomaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Suck It Out Of My Ass
motherfuckers.

Shameless plug for the Family

Love is Indie Air

Venue: Blu Jaz Café, 11 Haji Lane
Date: December 15, 2007
Time: 9pm till late
Ticket Price: $15 (inclusive of 1 drink)

Featuring : THE PINHOLES, CARACAL, WEST GRAND BOULEVARD, TIRAMISU, GIANTS MUST FALL, ALLURA AND DJs LOCKSMITH GREEN & MEGAHOLLYTRON

here

and if you have
Facebook.

SO
VERY
BORED
OMG


and have I mentioned how much I detest groupings sometimes?

pictures

are all screwed up. Some are from Tuesday and some from today. I can't be stuffed to rearrange everything.


sooooooo spiffyyyyy.


they had a three-hour phone conversation the night before and decided to wear the same thing.
no not really.


during lecture randomly


on Tuesday I was Shawn Ho.
I've no idea who he is.


Dream a little dream
or
Say a little prayer
or
Aza does funny things with his hands.


wedding photo


we spent ages trying to get the timer on my camera to work..


..only to find that the lighting sucked.


superheroes!

woooo

sluttiest music video I've seen in a while, and this includes manson's "heart shaped glasses" where he has sex with his girlfriend.


Nerd - Lap Dance - MyVideo

half hour of power! (nap)

I was washing my hands in the toilet when I saw the girl. One of the many social butterflies at the party, she was now slumped in a corner. Blood trickled in a thin stream down her jawline.
Panic seized me. Something was really wrong and I knew it. I yanked open the toilet door and someone grabbed my wrist. My heart resumed beating when I realised it was my mother.
"We have to go."
"Hurry."
I dragged her back to our hotel room. When we got there, the door opened and my father and brother stood back to let us in. Tension ran high. The four of us ran to the window and looked out.
A smattering of random people were on the other balconies, or pressed up against their windows, looking out.
Men in yellow protective suits stood on the icy shelf below. Lights flashed and lit up the huge tanker truck parked next to the group.
The balcony next to us had a small knot of people. A bride in her wedding dress was weeping as a baby basket was slowly lowered down the rope. Blood seeped out of the bottom of the basket. It made patterns in the snow below.
My mother rolled her eyes.
Footsteps raced outside in the corridor.
There was a scream,
a gurgle.
Silence.


My brain is seriously overworked. Or rather, worked more than it's used to. Damn mid-sem test week. I can't wait til Wednesday.