Pple shouldnt be that beautiful. Emily Browning is my latest girlfren now and I will take her everywhere I go! So There!

On other news, I've reached 11000 PPLE!!!! YAY!!!! U merries love me after all! I think... pls? Love me?

Finishing up with my love for Bonnie Pink... got some of her albums in good ole MP3 and I'm blissfully happily cruising with her. She is teh nice.
Moving house now... may not have contact with the outside world for a while. Be patient my pretties, your master will return.....

Til then, Adieu

In cases such as these I'd like a hand
Don't wake me up without a master plan
With black & white instead of colour
Don't you understand?
When things that once were beautiful
Are bland

And when I feel like I can feel once again
Let me stay awhile
Soak it in awhile
If we can hold on we can fix what is wrong
Buy a little time
For this head of me
Haven for us

- Light Before We Land (the Delgados)

I think I've forgotten how to feel. Perhaps I've been reduced to a emotion washboard or sponge that either wipes every nuance of feeling away... or soak everything into the soul, where it hopefully will not hit a boiling point and blow up in a blast of rage/fear/love/despair.

I've realised I'm horrid at first impressions. People hate me at first sight... I dunno why... it's a feeling I exube I guess. Perhaps a cold, unfriendly aura surrounds me. Or maybe it's the pockmarks. It was really bad several years before, when I had not come into my feelings yet. When I refused to accept myself and to keep wearing that PEP mask forever... that was a bad time. I barely had many frens.
Now though, I'm still awkward with new pple... so dun be offended if I'm cold. If i'm mean, means ur in my good books already... trust me... it's skewed i noe but hey... you're a fren ;)


I'm a Sunflower Yellow Volkswagen Beetle!





There may quite likely be a black smiley face on the side of your Sunflower Yellow Volkswagen Beetle; or perhaps a pair of rose-tinted glasses on its driver. Whatever the case, everything seems to be a cakewalk to you, whether that's from your outlook or because life is just that perfect for you.


What kind of Volkswagen New Beetle are you?

Wat the hell... so I'm supposed to be happy?

The sound of dying is the only beautiful thing about it.

Sonya Harnett writes the most brilliant prose. Both lyrical and full of descriptive emotion that never hesitates to grip your feelings. It's unlike reading a book, you're watching a scene from life.

Too bad I couldn't really understand 'Surrender', it's pretty abstract... totally understandable in the front end... but it gets really weird at the end. And there's a large gap inbetween storylines etc etc... but the words are just so... beautiful.

Packing getting into full swing now. Go me.

Awesome pic no? Not mine of course. Anywaes... damage seems to be worse than I thought. Right leg's like... DEAD.

Also, it's the tone in which pple speak to you that's important. I try to speak softly and not to shout or be too over bearing. The way you speak and the various nuances are vital as well.
Doesn't really happen in my family.

So tired... so very tired.

My blog is worth $1,693.62.
How much is your blog worth?

sigh... im not worth much

This is what we call...HOT

It's a bloody hot day today. That being said, it was windy as well... but the heat and somewhat humidity got to me. Sweat and dirt...mmm...

So... what did I do then? Let's see... Saturday, relatively cool day... and I went to work. Work wasn't exactly work... cause we didn't do much... we just had fun chitchatting and gossiping and stuff.
Then it's off to the city where I dumped my stuff at Vale's place. I so happened to bump into Kelly as well there and man, she does have the most incredible voice. Really.... gorgeous... powerful. Female voices really rock... really.. they do. If she only knew how to improvise.

But to the main part of my ever-enigmatic blog, which is definitely full of surprises and endless ramblings. I went to RESET0, an awesome awesome concert. A rocking band that knows how to pack a punch with fabulous, tight playing. If only the vocals were as great :(
But yeah, the first half of the show wasn't that stunning... heavy yes... rocking... not really. I bopped my head with the rest of them... but couldn't get into the mood.

Then they played "Stay Away". One moment I was bopping my head, the next... wildly jumping up and down like a raving lunatic. Larc does that to u i guess. The songs became much better... so much better and we so rocked on. I mean, come on! "Ready Steady Go", "Heaven", and "Blurry Eyes"? Who can resist?
Woke up the next morning with the definite symptoms of headbanging. Namely broken bones. My neck feels as if a fat man decide to drive a forklift over it... many many times. Ow.

Today was a hot day as stated. Met up with some frens and went wallet shopping! And she graciously bought me (as a group bday present to be collected by many many pple) an Oroton wallet! It's nice... ask me and I shall show u one day for a dollar!!!!
Had Starbucks where I disturbed the two from studying with my endless supply of wit and charm and noise.
To shut me up... they offered to cook me dinner. (Skewed truth: I actually asked them if they wanted to cook me dinner...same thing actually if u think about it a little)
Curry chicken is nice and we had a good time... I hope.

Sigh.. I think im in love... or im just tired. Whichever the case.

To end... I hate tram inspectors. Stupid high and mighty BASTARD threatened me with a $120 fine when he saw my feet at the edge of the seat. I must admit, I was in the wrong, and I apologized.... but he smiled at me coldly, and said that it was a felony to do that, the fine was $120. I almost wanted to just pay it and see what he thought. Thank God for restraint.

Damn reset0 vocals! Sing properly dammit!