| 95: Five to a hundred |
[05 Nov 2007|01:09am] |
Its hard to put in words, to describe what is it that I'm currently trying to find. Inaccessibility, disappearance, ignorance, maybe. I don't really believe in the art of escapism, but fuck, if it works.
Sorry I never made it there.
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| 93: Yea mom |
[04 Nov 2007|01:37am] |
Uh huh
I'm sure there's a difference being online at night and being online in the day
Hugeass difference, fersure
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| 90: Happy 90! |
[02 Nov 2007|12:49am] |
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Chinese = over. :D
OP = over. :D
Halloween = over. ):
(In Nirasha's style:)
dead silence + halloween: resurrection + bits of stomp the yard + bits of the black dahlia + awesome friends + lots of junk food + hot chocolate + chips&salsa + sarsi + cranberries + sleeping in the hall with freezing aircons at 3am + waking up 10am + the exorcist = a good halloween!
((:
If I'm not mistaken, my H3 proposal draftone is due tomorrow at 12noon. Hmm.
Yea huh. The holidays are hereeeeee-
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| 89: Sought by single m |
[28 Oct 2007|09:16pm] |
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Personal - Stars |
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So tomorrow is the (not really) dreaded Chinese As, and all I want is for Tuesday to be over so I can never touch my chinese text / chinese workbook / op scripts / op slides / asian music file stuff FOR EVER AND EVER AND EVER.
Okay scrape that for the asian part, but you get the drift.
I should consider a professional career in procrastination. I would be an excellent experiment subject. Effects of extreme procrastination, anyone?
I can't wait for halloween.
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| 88: Three different colors |
[28 Oct 2007|12:45am] |
I, am bored.
I, want to sleep.
I, just bought a game online!
Tomorrow, is Sunday.
Sundays, are my starts of the week.
I, will start living by my resolutions tomorrow.
Tomorrow, will be a change.
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| 86: Aye, ee |
[25 Oct 2007|11:30pm] |
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Boston - Augustana |
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I've listened to this song for 133 times, since I downloaded it two days ago. And I've gone on Youtube to find that Ryan guy (no, not Ryan A, fool), to find out how to play the actual chords. Only to find out that what I've been figuring out all along, that IS the actual Boston.
-keeps playing on the epiano
Did I mention, I moved it up. Mhm.
I've composed my piece for submission (plus the dreadful recording), but I've recorded rather than wrote it down (i.e. I was playing around and have no idea what I was playing, really) I guess I can stop it every 5 milliseconds to find out the notes.
My posts are getting more and more pointless by the day.
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| 82: Attagirl |
[22 Oct 2007|12:18am] |
This is hilarious.
So I was on FB again (shut up), and I was doing the COMPARE ME thing and every question that had something to do with sex appeal / marriage / make out / live with / hotter / guys-ish someone keeps popping up.
Okay, entertainment for and only for my exhausted mind at 1.41am.
THINGS TO DO
OP script
music commentary
chinese workbook
chinese papers
I-R
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| 78: Slit-small |
[18 Oct 2007|10:11pm] |
My ride to school in the morning has officially turned into a carpool service / school bus / whatever-name-you-wanna-call-it. Now my daddy wouldn't only be driving me to school, he'll be driving Javier AND Melvin (not that he will know who they are, but who cares hahaha)
I've pretty much resigned to the fact that I'm most probably gonna fail my promos. I was researching on international schools in Singapore (coupled with several cursing phrases at the ministry) and going overseas. Seems like the latter is a better choice. Not that its going to be easy to convince my mom. Hella, she'll probably blow up.
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[15 Oct 2007|09:43pm] |
I wanted to say something significant
Something I
I'm sick of people not replying.
I need someone there for me, and I don't get how people who have that one stable person there, can even think about running away. Right now, I'd kill for someone that close, that exclusive. I'm not asking for much.
I don't want much. I just want want to be happier, or something. Y'know?
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