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September 10th, 2009
surprisedJuly 16th, 2009
˙ƃuıʇsǝɹǝʇuı ǝɹoɯ ʎlʇɥƃıls ǝq oʇ ɹɐǝddɐ ʇɥƃıɯ ʎǝɥʇ 'punoɹɐ ʎɐʍ ɹǝɥʇo ǝɥʇ sƃuıɥʇ ǝǝs noʎ ɟı
July 3rd, 2009
May 26th, 2009
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Midnight itself, we tied her arms and blindfolded her. Took her to the beach to cut a special cake customized using M&Ms and Gingerbreadmen with a litle tea light for the candle :D The next day, we tried to take her to PICA but we were bad planners (we were busy with assignments, I think our minds were not working right) and it was closed. So were all the other museums (because it was a monday) Further, our previous plans of the strip club/ Sexpo were foiled by her since she decided not to want to go! But we had lotsa fun still with our impromtu decisions. Our plan to have chargrilled food at Brass Monkey was ruined too since it wasn't available on Mondays (again). We had the food served by the courtyard instead which was really good. Best fish for fish and chips that I've ever tried I have to say. And of course our honey wheat beers, Beez Neez! Loved it. Then M's bf, J had his friend C come over. So we squeezed into his mini cooper for Rosemount Bowl Centre. Real retro little ghetto. Had Elvis, Beatles posters, a juke box, yellow red tiles, and best of all, they had GOOD OLD 70s music videos! I couldn't bowl because of the ridiculous dress that I had on; restricted my movement. Great fun watching nevertheless. They had my fav song Rock Lobster on at one point in time! The night was still young after the 2 games and so we hit Hitbox for karaoke. The staff had to power up the CPU to start things going. And the boxy computer runs on Windows 98! Amazing. Have never seen such a system before. Damn old school. Great day. Hope J had fun too (;
May 22nd, 2009
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.” - Neil Gaiman, on love.
(Source: http://www.shelfari.com/authors/614670/N
May 12th, 2009
Some Haiku's I wrote in class today and a Haiku titled: 'Haiku Soup'
No preservatives
ninety-nine percent fat-free
canned vegetable soup
Mundane mosquito
lands on her porcelain skin
rotten red apple
Tall Eucalypt tree
cold rain falls - around my feet
cold cranberry drink
Open shirt exposes breast
sitting on the snow-white sand
he kneels and dies now
An empty bowl there
a toppled glass beside it
no more sweet wine left
And this is for Limerick Day
There was a girl of the East,
her legs squeezed tight on his wrist;
he ignored her gasp,
so she wiggled her ass,
that spry lass from the East.
No preservatives
ninety-nine percent fat-free
canned vegetable soup
Mundane mosquito
lands on her porcelain skin
rotten red apple
Tall Eucalypt tree
cold rain falls - around my feet
cold cranberry drink
Open shirt exposes breast
sitting on the snow-white sand
he kneels and dies now
An empty bowl there
a toppled glass beside it
no more sweet wine left
And this is for Limerick Day
There was a girl of the East,
her legs squeezed tight on his wrist;
he ignored her gasp,
so she wiggled her ass,
that spry lass from the East.