Saturday, September 28, 2002

Just picked mom up from the airport, hehe... was late ah.
Made poor her wait for almost half an hour!
Not that we were *that* late, but coz we didn't see her come out ya...

Excuses, excuses.

Going Vic mart in about 2 hours, meeting PCB and MM to go "choc-shopping".
Of all places, though.
(sorry PCB, you know how much I love ya but *eyebrow* ... still!)

Finally watched Goldmember, after weeks of anticipation [and agitation].
Entertaining, yes... but a tad too slapstick at times. (P - its *so* your kinda movie babe. :p)
Beyonce rocks. :>
Right'on, sugah!

Listening to K's cds now... maaaan, has he got surprisingly eclectic tastes.
I mean, Enigma... Kitaro... *Madonna*?!

Okay, so maybe Enya is a little off-putting but yeah, I'm suitably impressed.
(This honorable mention is so gonna cost ya, K. ;>)

Sighhh.

When am I gonna do my HOI?

***

I'm speeding by the place that I met you
For the 97th time tonight...

"Someday We'll Know" - New Radicals


Friday, September 27, 2002

Last day! :)))

Already so jumpy-hoppy now, and I haven't even taken the damned paper. :p
Watching Goldmember later tonite, "hangin' wit da babes" (and... er, *very reluctantly* hunk) before PCB flies off back home and mom arrives.

Super hectic weekend ahead come to think of it -
Clean the house, pick mom up, Vic mart, Bridge Road, church, Showgrounds...

And HOI.

*groan*

***

Like the record spins on the trails we blaze
The walls are closing in but that�s okay
Because I�ve been waiting all week to feel this way
And it feels so good, so good

I�m on top of the world, the coolest kid in the neighbourhood
So let me be your star for one night, that�s right
Sweatbox, laser beams, flashing lights,
You�ve got to feel the rush, feel the spice of life

Oh my starry eyed surprise, sundown to sunrise
Dance all night, we gonna dance all night, dance all night to this DJ
Ah Sugar, dance all night to this DJ, dance all night to this DJ,
Lover dance all night to this DJ...

"Starry-eyed Surprise" - Paul Oakenfold


Tuesday, September 24, 2002

Oh I really should've known
By the time you drove me home
By the vagueness in your eyes, your casual goodbyes
By the chill in your embrace
The expression on your face that told me
Maybe you might have some advice to give
On how to be
Insensitive.

"Insensitive" - Jann Arden


Monday, September 23, 2002

Take the M&M's Test @ Rasberry Rain

Who, me?

Aww, you shouldn't have. ;p

(No seriously, believe it.)

All the sex in the world at your feet,
And all you really want is a drop of love.


Friday, September 20, 2002

I've been thinking about you, my love
And all the crazy shit you put me through
Now I'm coming around, throwing it back to you

Were you thinking of me when you kissed him;
Could you taste me when you licked his skin?
All the while I showered you with trust and promises

What I'm needing now is some sweet revenge;
To get back all that I lost then
I gave you all I had to give, but I could never reach you...

"Adrienne" - The Calling


***

I like. ;>

Tout je peux penser de est vous.

Thursday, September 19, 2002

Funny how I only miss home in my lowest times.
Feeling so utterly stressed with schoolwork and all -
I hardly even have time to *start* studying for the exams next week, and its already Thursday going on Friday!
Like, wtf?

All my time is being taken up and wasted on doing projects, essays, projects, essays...
And not neccessarily in that order.
Its not that I don't want to do them... I'm just so pressed for time to hand them in that I know I can't put my best effort into whatever it is because of my trying to make the deadline.
And anyone who knows me knows I'm an obsessive, manical perfectionist who just *cannot* live with turning in a piece of shitty work. >.<
Annoying, but that's just how it is.
Almost a curse, sometimes.

Mom's such a sweetie.
She keeps making me tear reading her msgs.
And just when I think I've stopped, she sends another and there go the 'ol wussy tearducts all over again. *sheepish cringe*
Almost uncanny, though, how she seemed to msg just at the right time. :>

I miss everybody.
I miss the people who matter.
I miss home. (DDR: mie! :>)
I miss Piggy.
I miss Viv (like, huh? :>).
Char, Tuan, Pamela...

I even miss T.
What is the world coming to?

***

Now that the world isn't ending
Its love that I'm sending to you.

"Hero" - Chad Kreuger


Tuesday, September 17, 2002





I am 43% evil.
Take the test :: koolplace.com


Heh. Like it wasn't obvious enough?

***

If you run around, baby
Don't run back to me
If you run around, baby
Run I'll set you free
It don't make a difference
If its he or she;
If you run around,
Don't run back to me.

"If You Run Around" - Kix


Saturday, September 14, 2002

I seriously think I need
A pair of vernier calipers
To squeeze
the life out of the
Ugly little green-eyed Monster that
Feeds off the
Churning resentment
Lurking deep inside of me.

***

And I don't wanna hate you
I don't wanna take you
But I don't wanna be the one to cry...

"Sometimes Love Just Ain't Enough" - Don Henley & Patti Smyth


Thursday, September 12, 2002

Slept for 12 hours straight last night nursing a throbbing headache.
Had a freaky dream in the midst that *really* creeped me out. >.<
Only once in my entire life have I had such a similarly disturbing dream, and that was about bro dying...
This one put me in an entirely sullen mood the whole morning; and although drama class helped somewhat... there's still an uneasy, nagging feeling at the back of my mind.
Just so... real.
Feels weird just thinking about it.
Disturbing, really.

Drama monologue sucked.
Better than I expected, though.
Not born to act, me.

On another note,
Its 11 days to the exams, and I'm hardly batting an eyelid.
Guess it hasn't sunk in yet.
Maybe in a week.

***

Classic MM-isms:

"Highway Krishna!" - which is, really, Hare (Ha-ri) Krishna.
"Signals!" - Signs, the movie.
"Entertainment!" - Entrapment, the movie...
"Blooted!" - Exclaiming how full she is.
"Roskins!" - Baskin & Robbins conveniently concised.

Heh.

Watch this space for future updates. :p

***

Being alone is a choice. Loneliness isn't.

Monday, September 09, 2002





On a mad Guess spree lately... Cool beans.
Megan Ewing rocks! :>
Exhausted my printer zapping out ads to use as wallpaper.

***

Went Safeway with beanie gang today after class.
Got my funky chair at last!
Think I've met my match where "mean-ness" is concerned, lol.
PCB and her "ethiopian" & the schnitzel guy... Oooo!
Nearly died laughing. :p

MM's mouse is so sweet... little "mini-me". :>
Can't believe the critter peed on my hand though.

***

Talked to T last night.
Didn't feel anything, for once... well, not really.
They say old habits die hard.

To hate so passionately is to value immensely.

Saturday, September 07, 2002

You and I got something
But it's all and then it's nothing to me, yeah
And I got my defenses
When it comes to your intentions for me
And we wake up in the breakdown
Of the things we never thought we could be

I'm not the one who broke you
I'm not the one you should fear
What do you got to move you darling
I thought I lost you somewhere,
But you were never really ever there at all...

And I want to get free,
Talk to me
I can feel you falling...
And I wanted to be all you need;
Somehow here is gone.

I have no solution
To the sound of this pollution in me, yeah
And I was not the answer
So forget you ever thought it was me

I'm not the one who broke you
I'm not the one you should fear
What do you got to move you darling
I thought I lost you somewhere,
But you were never really ever there at all...

And I don't need the fallout
Of all the past
That's here between us;
And I'm not holding on
And all your lies weren't enough to keep me here.

And I want to get free,
Talk to me
I can feel you falling
And I wanted to be all you need;
Somehow here is gone...

"Here Is Gone" - Goo Goo Dolls


Wednesday, September 04, 2002

I ran into Mum and Dad's room,
but Mum and Dad weren't in bed.
And it was cold,
Like someone had left the window open.
So I looked...
And there was my mother,
Just lying there,
In the middle of all this shattered glass and blood.
She must have been standing at the window when...

And I just stood there;
I couldn't move.
I couldn't say anything.
I was still half asleep.
But then I heard the front door open,
and footsteps running up the stairs.
I was terrified.
I thought that whoever shot my Mum was coming to get me,
And I couldn't hide.
There was no place to hide.

The only thing I could think of was to lie down beside my mother.
I thought whoever it was wouldn't hurt me if they thought I was already dead.
Then a man came into the bedroom...
He saw me and my mother and all the blood,
And he stumbled backwards out of the room.
I heard him crying and saying,
"No, no, no," over and over again.
"No, no..."

And then I recognized his voice.
I realised it was my dad.
But before I could say anything there was another gunshot.

And then he wasn't crying anymore.

"Disturbed" - Brad Boesen


AKA, the monologue I never got to do. >.<

Tuesday, September 03, 2002


Which random phallic object are you?
Quiz by Andrea.



Heeheehee. :p

(Courtesy of bro's blog!)

And all I've to do is hold you;
There's a racing within my heart
And I am barely touching you...

"Insatiable" - Darren Hayes


Sunday, September 01, 2002

I ask myself why I even bother, sometimes.

Because I crave the attention?
An innate desire to please?
Or simply just a desire to be found pleasing?

Because I fucking care?

I'm not really sure it matters.

And the truth that was learnt the hard way,
Drunk in from the bitter cup:
It's not what you can give,
It's what you can't give up.