Tuesday, October 31, 2006
-9 o clock.-
It's 10 right now. It was 9 when I woke up. And I take back what I said yesterday; that having your sister flinging your blanket off and blasting your mp3 in your ear is the worst ever way to wake up. See, I take that back now. It isn't all THAT bad, really.What's REALLY the worst way to wake up is to wake up to the sensation that the roof is caving in on you, and that there are constructions (mainly: drilling. hammering. giving you a headache. the usual.) going on directly above your room and toilet. I can't even fix my hair without feeling the roof is falling on top of me. If I put my hand on my room wall I can FEEL the drilling going on. Nine is no decent hour to wake up, especially when you've slept at 2, and it is a holiday. Correction: Nine is no decent to wake up, period. If you think I can get back to sleep, you're wrong. Who's to say I haven't already tried? I did, and I didn't exactly make much progress in that aspect. I'm going to die due to lack of sleep and not being able to hear my own thoughts until I type them down. I can't even hear my fingers typing my keyboard, and weird as you might think me (and the more fool I), I like that sound. I mean, don't you? Ok, nevermind. Pretend I never asked.I need to get out. I need to get outtt. I NEED TO GET OUT.Ohh crud. I'm getting a killer migraine.
| so spoken! @ 10:04 AM|
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Monday, October 30, 2006
-Singggggg!-
Ignore the post title, I just had nothing to put up there.
I think I'm turning fully nocturnal. I slept at 4am and woke up at 2 this morning (afternoon) when my siser blasted my mp3 in my ears and flnig off my blanket.
Let me tell you, that is no nice way to wake up. Have a pillow slammed over your head, sure. Water up your nose, whatever. But having your mp3 blasted right next to your ear and have your blanket tugged out from beneath you (so that you roll over onto your face)? Yeah, not so nice.
Went to look at my new house a few hours ago. While everyone was talking to the contractor I developed a good relationship between my fingertips and every single light switch in the house. I was bored, ok?
I turned on every single light in the hous, then after pleasing myself with the bright rooms, I went back and turned them all off. It was amusing while it lasted.
You're a song
Written by the hands of god
Don't get me wrong cause
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lieBecause of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When the friends are gone
When the party's over
We will still belong to each other Underneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honeyI love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady tied to her manners
I'm tied up to this feelingUnderneath Your Clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey
| so spoken! @ 9:04 PM|
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Sunday, October 29, 2006
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Slept at 3 last night. See if I can make it to 4 tonight.
| so spoken! @ 12:30 AM|
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Wednesday, October 25, 2006
-Scanner,-
[credit to jokeattack for the pict, as usual)
I was going to post my original copy of my [very own created] Concussed Aliens; Kerry and Kannu. It started like ages and ages ago. But this is the nicest one I can find that actually resembles the original to the shadows on the left. But for some reason I scanned it and it sort of... disappeared. I think it saved itself smwhere. So until I find that picture [and all the pictures I've scanned, including a stupid mindless comic I drew which depicted my sister, of all people] or re-scan them, there will be no posts. I found one picture though, (just) and it is a before-comic tryout anime of my sister, as mentioned above. Although the comic has violent tendencies.It's taking forever to load. Too many stupid lines. By the way. That japanese name on the comic? Yeah, I didn't name her. My sister did. So don't ask me what it means; I seriously don't know, and probably am not going to find out either. Ohh crud. Wrong format. Ok fine, I give up. I'm just going to put in another joke picture.
| so spoken! @ 7:10 PM|
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Saturday, October 21, 2006
-working on a total of 5 hours of sleep max-
What I've been doing: -Working on 5 hours of sleep max.-Zombie-ing around the placeAnd why: Lay in bed until 3 or 4am not being able to fall asleep. Then wake up at 7 and look around the room until 9. And most importantly why you shouldn't do as I did: I fell asleep around 2am for like, half an hour or so. And then I woke up. During that short period of sleep, I'm sure I had a really really nice dream in which I had a caring boyfriend who would do anything for me, and I spent the whole of my life double- and triple- dating. Except I can't recall anything else about it, when I'm so, so sure there is so much more. This is not a very nice feeling. It's like my own mind is trying to keep a secret from me. My mind doesn't even trust me. It's not very nice to know that. Especially when you have nothing else to think about at 3am in the night. Or is it morning? And at 3am in the night, you tend to think about really stupid things that I don't exactly want to recount. But I guess it was kinda amusing while it lasted. It gave me something to do other than to watch my sister sleep anyway. (Her sleep is interesting, seriously. A lot of hand movements. Plenty of hammering the cupboard behind her.)
| so spoken! @ 8:16 PM|
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Monday, October 16, 2006
-Romance (insert question mark)-
Romance (insert question mark here)Let's go back to the greatest romance of all time. Romeo and Juliet. Sounds familiar? Yeah, I thought it would jolt something. The story of a young couple who falls in love, but their families were at each others' throats. So much so that they forbid them to be together, and when they do try to meet, their families indirectly kill them both. There's nothing else to elaborate on, is there? This is considered to be the greatest romance of all time. No wonder the world is just a great place for all of us. (insert sarcasm)
| so spoken! @ 9:49 AM|
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-Wheeze.-
Nice monday morning, it's time to wake up, get out and get some of that fresh air into your lungs.
*CHOKE. cough. wheeze. cough. cough. cough.* Right. Ok. The haze. Yeah, well, I forgot. Bad memory and all.
Actually, I can't wait to get my results back. Surprising as that might seem, even to myself. Even though, if I DO get it back... I think I might hurl. And after which I would hurl the papers after it, out the window, as well.
Hey. Hello. Time to pull it together, Bernice. Exams are over. Time to turn on the fun.
| so spoken! @ 9:21 AM|
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Saturday, October 14, 2006
-Waiting for realization to sink in-
The exams are overThe exams are overThe exams are over
The exams are overThe exams are over
The exams are overThe exams are over
The exams are overThe exams are over
Well yeah, no many how many times I say it, it doesn't seem to sink in properly yet. No more studying. No more feeling guilty about being online 24/7. No more dreading the assesments in the drawers. Two more for extra measure. The exams are over
The exams are over HEY. Time to get out and hook a christmas date yet? Ohh. Right. I didn't think so. Man, I can't wait for xmas.
| so spoken! @ 12:59 PM|
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Friday, October 06, 2006
-Lit-
Things you should do before literature exam:- Not study. Seriously. Things you should do during literature exam:- Read the question properly. Things you should NOT do during literature exam:- Stare blankly out the window- Sit beside a stupid glass panel. It's all heat and no wind. Though I didn't exactly have a choice.- Spend ten minutes each on the first six questions. - Try to do two essay questions at once because you're running out of time, it only serves to leave both unfinished. - Try to think clearly. You'll end up with a non-sensible answer. Really.Things you SHOULD do during lit exam:- Stare at the question- Sit beside the window (again, not that you have a choice)- Spend ten minutes on ALL six questions- Do one essay at a time, and at laest finish one- Just write down all your jumbled thoughts. Something you didn't need to know:- I studied for nthng- I think I failed the ppr~ .END. ~
| so spoken! @ 11:50 AM|
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Monday, October 02, 2006
-My Day-
One thing you needn't do:Eat a whole pizza, two spinach dumplings, down half a bowl of Minestrome soup, drink half a cup of coke and then drink a whole cup full of oreo chocolate bubble tea.One thing you would go better without doing:I did just that, and became hyper the rest of the day. So hyper that, when I made a mistake in my maths question, I couldn't stop laughing.One formula you didn't need to know:0 = 0, and that never ever changes.One thing I want YOU to know:I STUDIED today! I studied maths in pasta mania, from like, after lunch to five thirty. Then I went home and had tuition with MATHS. And then now I'm studying literature. GO ME!
| so spoken! @ 10:08 PM|
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Sunday, October 01, 2006
-CORRECTION-
After watching savannah documentaries I gather that:- the lions can like WALK PAST the zebra and the zebra continues eating grass- the lions don't know any tricks, like pretend to walk past and then attackWhich kinda reminds me of the guys in our generation who:- don't say anything when they like a girl- don't know any tricks either, like pretending to hate a girl by poking / irritating her and then ask her for stead.
| so spoken! @ 7:14 PM|
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