so there I was wasting time online, and I came across this survey on friendster that had these 2 questions interestingly phrased and placed.

 
[ ] I am religious.
[ ] I am not religious but have morals.

 
just food for thought.

 

the stars and you collide.

 

realised that I haven't really been putting in much effort to blog lately... school's been such a bitch all I wanna do at the end of the day is lie in bed and stare at the ceiling. okay what I'm actually trying to say is that it's super tiring squinting for details like the shades of lightness and darkness on objects for our still life painting projs. and then there's the climbing of stairs part, sometimes there's such a horrible lack of materials, visits to the -friendly- art shop can run up to as many as 5 a day. $ like that fly eh......

we've been window shopping for furniture a lot these days... believe it or not, we're already planning for what goes into our future crib. the theme colours... interior designs... he wants it victorian style. loads of bold furniture and dark colours. I'm cool with the idea although it's probably gonna cost...... no way are we going IKEA because it's just NOT going to be nice to hear someone walking into my house and go HEY I've seen that exact same piece of furniture at so and so's place today! on CNY or deepavali.

yes anyway enough of that... it's a shitload of talk, but nothing's gonna really happen until we see the $.

well it's just weird because on the train ride home today, after watching this family of 6 (parents with 2 kids and a baby plus a pre-teen sitting on the other side of the train with book and discman completly zoned out into her own world) SURVIVE the train ride... I felt like I was almost ready to have (BEAR, not consume) some babies.


there was just so much love... you know? 

<3 

  

retainers give me headaches.

 

moshing can actually be therapeutic.
 
kudos to Objection Overule for having made it possible.
and yes, they managed to pull off a terrific set yet again... 

 
charlene fir and their friend (hashim ?), chris calbin darren farhan... you guys were great company <3 



 

the quiet things that noone ever knows... 

it had not been a very good weekend.


there had been a heartbreak, a very sudden death, and a pending lawsuit to settle.

all 3 are not related, by the way.



I wish I could do something more, but all I have to offer really are just my ears and lame attempts at words of comfort... *sigh*

jay got me a dreamcatcher today... it's prettyprettypretty.

and it's gonna have to prove me wrong tonight.

there hadn't been much that went on the past few days, but I return home everyday to feel that stiffness in my lower back (largely due to the bag of weights we drag back and forth school) and the slight but consistent thud in the head.

time is running out, we're growing old far too soon.

have you ever ever wondered just how much dust you're breathing in through your nostrils/mouth in every single breath ?

this computer feels CLEAN.

although scanner and printer not fully installed yet, I must be doing something wrongly because all except sound devices were rejected from the system.
compaq customer care line put me on hold for a good 20 minutes so I decided to screw it and wait for tomorrow...

we seem to be always waiting for something or someone, aren't we all?

after all, I've had a long day...
besides getting this damn piece of mechanical shit that made me run setup twice to install the useless progs compaq has got packed in the 8 recovery CDs before it got fully reformatted because it hung on me halfway through the first try, I even cleaned my room (DUST FREE!!!!!!! .... not literally. just mostly the floor area.) threw out 3 huge bags of rubbish hung back up my fallen stars changed bed+pillow sheets and for all of that, wheezes and sneezes and coughs (imagine them happening all at the same time) like there's no tomorrow.
not forgetting the occasional dust induced rashes on hands...

and you can probably guess by now...
I absolutely dislike doing housework.

but if doing it with others besides myself is entirely a different story......

WHAT GOOD IS A GODDAMN STUDENT PORTAL IF YOU ARE TOLD YOU CAN ONLY GET YOUR TIMETABLES, THE SIMPLEST PIECES OF INFO. YOU NEED TO GET THROUGH THE YEAR FROM THE SCHOOL'S NOTICE BOARDS? AND WHAT GOOD ARE THE SCHOOL'S NOTICE BOARDS WHEN YOU TRAVEL A TOTAL OF 3 HOURS JUST TO SEE THAT THE GODDAMN TIMETABLE HAS NOT BEEN POSTED UP YET ALTHOUGH THEY HAD INFORMED YOU THAT THEY WOULD BE UP BY THIS AND THAT DATE AND THEN YOU FIND THAT THE FRIGGIN' DEPT. ADMIN HAS JUST GONE OUT FOR A 2 HOUR LUNCH BREAK SO YOU COME HOME TO REALISE IN DISAPPOINTMENT THAT THIS OTHER 'GIRL' WHOM YOU LEFT YOUR EMAIL WITH DID NOT GET BACK TO YOU BECAUSE SOMETHING FUCKED UP WHICH YOU DO NOT KNOW ABOUT HAPPENED AND THAT PREVENTED HER FROM SENDING YOU YOUR TIMETABLE AND SUDDENLY EVERYBODY DECIDES TO HAVE HORRIBLE MOODSWINGS ALL TOGETHER AT ONCE BUT YOU JUST CAN'T AFFORD TO STEP ON TOES, NOT NOW AT LEAST, SO YOU DON'T SAY A WORD AND ALL YOU CAN DO IS TO GO TO SLEEP WAIT FOR LIGHT TO COME AND TRAVEL ANOTHER 3 HOURS THE NEXT DAY JUST FOR THAT !@#$%^$#!@# TIMETABLE WHICH YOU COULD NOT GET FROM THE GIRL AND THE FRIGGIN' DEPT. ADMIN AND THE SCHOOL'S NOTICE BOARD AND THE GODDAMN USELESS SHIT-FILLED STUDENT PORTAL.


WASN'T THAT ENTERTAINING?
HEADACHES DO WONDERS TO BLOG ENTRIES.