Friday, October 31, 2008//7:24 PM

Scream, dream, happy halloween!

Its just like they say, forbidden fruit always tastes best. I'm so gonna dress up as a corpse bride next time, with a rubber axe in my back; my nut job of a husband went cuckoo and cheated on me so I tried to hack him to pieces, but alas! Tragedy just stabs you in the back. Pun intended.

I think its depressing that I am grotesquely misunderstood when I'm being myself. That is so pathetic it really takes the cake.
I don't know how to behave anymore. Whatever it is I be, always misunderstood. Vhat to do, you tell me? I don't know why I still worry about perceptions and relationships. Ah, perhaps cuz IT KEEPS THINGS PEACEFUL.



Scream, its halloween
Already the leaves aren't green
Glee in the air
No malice to spare

Pick your shoes up and run
He ain't liking you hon'
No point staying to analyze
Reckon you'd rather get hypnotized

Step into the forest, see it beckon
Prance and dance around, just like Ellen
Be a tree hugger; but wait, there's more
right at the old trunk there's a huge door

Welcome to a new world full of the unthinkable
Everything could be chaos, or a miracle
Further up are curtains drawn asunder
Lightning flashes, then thunder

Nearby lies a canopy
"Rest in my satin sheets," you hear
Night gown on you crave nothing but eternal slumber
Sleep on forever, year after year

Tuesday, October 28, 2008//6:50 PM

#200

This #200th post begins on a stormy day with a solemn note. A note so solemn that children everywhere cower in fear. Beware the death that lies ahead my reader dear. Just hang on tight and hold onto your rear!
The battery pack of fujitsu will be sorely missed. RIP Mr Battery, 2007-2008.
Moving on from a death comes an injury in the toilet (I sound like Lemony Snicket. Ah gloomy gloomy). Skippylass vooman! Next time dance more in the loo! And sing from your hoo hoo! Get better soon!
The post then hops on to horrid frustration. A sign must be put up to remind the dementia-prone author many many things. Things that may very well save her from a heart attack. Or break. Either way it'll prevent an early fate similar to the battery pack. Be true to oneself, and leave the rest to God.


This #200th post is drowning in gloom and despair,
and slowly you'll find you're yanking your hair.
Better posts may come, soon in the future,
but for now ma cherie, gloom's in your picture.

Creep down the hallway, turn around slowly
Slide along the wall, it feels really grimy.
Something cold and slimy touches your neck
And soon hairs stand; all over your back

Mouth shaped like an O, get ready to scream
A hand grabs you from behind; oh typical dream
Its normal to flee, but then you stop short
"Was reality better" comes the great retort?

You float through the walls into a new world
Where everything's wonky, crispy and curled
No reflection in the mirror, no footsteps left behind
Just waltzing and twirling, till you unwind.

Monday, October 27, 2008//2:11 AM

work it

I wish I had RuPaul to sing that to me so I could work my ass off. I think just looking at him/her would make me work already.
Couz's here. I got my Spanish done! thank you many many :) Mucho gracias!
I am having difficulty finding do's and don't s for counseling.
Help pleaseeeeeee







snore snore...dey how to sleep?!

Sunday, October 26, 2008//1:17 AM

Fire, fire, she's getting dryer

After cell on friday I realized that this sem is probably my fire to walk through. If I can tahan this merde of a curriculum for the next 4 months, I'm pretty sure I'll be stronger.
Rather surprised that I crawled through the 1st 2 weeks already. I'm taking one day at a time man. On the busrides to school I keep wondering how the hell i'm gonna make it through the day, and the next thing I know, it kinda slips by. Just like honey on asphalt. Slow, sticky and eew. But it gets by.
Anyway I was thinking that I should have relied on God more cuz I could have walked though the past 2 weeks instead of crawling through it with invisible battle scars and all. I kinda forgot about Him. Tsk Tsk, I know. But i'm grateful cell kinda helped me realize that He's still gonna be there to walk me through it. And many hopes and dreams to come, he'll handle also. Seems like many-in-one coffee. YAY.
"Many trepidations she has", says Yoda. "For reasons unexplainable and silly"
*Trying hard not to type insecure blabber here*

Shall digress and I realize anything I type appears not serious. Even if it is. You can play violin music and all, and it still feels like a MadTV skit. Must be some talent I have. All the more I should study improv. Can smoke better summore. Bad for lungs, good for wiggling out of shit.
Ironic that I used to excel in primary and secondary school compositions cuz I always wrote sad essays. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Anyway, here's the opening for True Blood. I think it's got one of the best openings ever.

Thursday, October 16, 2008//11:01 PM

Yo me llamo Montserrat!

Since this semester is looming with break downs and sheer torture, I'll try to focus on the positive.
Which isn't alot. So i'll probably pump in lots of air to enlarge it. The positive I mean.
- I have a wickedly funny pathologist for a lecturer.
- My Spanish teacher makes having Spanish for 4 bloody hours totally worth it. I'm suddenly reminded of Mr Molino and Adrienne from Secret Life.








Pfuit!

Monday, October 13, 2008//1:06 PM

in ter res ting

Interesting. Is there such a thing as interworking?
Trip to the doc's felt more like an enema. Not elaborating.
Ch 5's showing the premier of sexy season six. Loads of wedding hulabaloo. I wonder how much they'll censor.
Interesting. Yeah I should probably rest.





What in the name of goldy mudskippers is high ability?

Friday, October 10, 2008//10:32 PM

"Change you can believe in; Maverick; Betcha, Woncha, Doncha"

Get me a vocoder too! I wanna sound like David Hasselhoff.








An exit poll is not what strippers use in case of an emergency

Thursday, October 9, 2008//2:13 AM

Dinner and doinks

Tuesday, October 7, 2008//12:23 AM

Le TV Games

There. Here's my old skool TV games in all their pixelated glory. It was my cousin's but my grandma said I could have it as she was buying my couz the earliest version of play station then. I think I was 4 when I got this. And I never got around to playin it till I was 6. Wasn't a gaming geek.

//12:19 AM

sockittome

Been going wonky today.
Purchased a pack of Disney princess band aids and Tinkerbell Pez dispenser for no apparent reason.

Monday, October 6, 2008//1:40 AM

The Last Sunday

From today onwards, everyday of this coming week will be the last (insert day) of my vaca/hols/hibernation. I will stubbornly cling onto them and enjoy the hazy days of waking at 3-4 pm and dreaming and spacing out and cooking lousy food which largely consists of bread and egg and buying back and getting some Dr. Feelgood and getting woozy and quickly putting myself together before the charents get home and losing myself in Prison Break/Do Not Disturb/Lipstick Jungle/True Blood/Monk/Pushing Daisies/Reaper/Heroes/30 Rock/whatever movies I'm in the mood in (so far finishing Virgin Suicides after months, Robots, 10 Things I Hate About You, All the Boys Love Mandy Lane, Wall-E, There's Something About Mary) /reading my Little Black Dress series. Oh! I took out my ancient TV games and had super much fun. I'll upload the pics when i'm in the mood.
Looking back I know these 6 weeks will be a wonderful blur of slack and indulgence. Like one extremely long day of sheer earthly paradise.
Lets just say i'm making up for lost time. And me-ness.
~I'm feeling so Luna Lovegood~






Dilly tilly willy splatula deyynuts

//1:33 AM

yowza

HAHAHAHAHHA I finally got my nyxy and dawnly and that jaggy!!!!!!!!!!!!
so what if I had to buy dawnly? The other 2 were pure chance. uhhuh, oh yeah, uhhuh, oh yeah.
This probably sounds like thestuh ghuyop lesterguo nappout haggirs nattik geesta to y'all.








You're a dickwad, you're a dickwad, you're a dickwad, youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu dork

Thursday, October 2, 2008//4:03 PM

ODB