i'm so screwed. i cant find my file.

on another note, i'm damn tired as well, aching all over, the skin behind my ankles are rubbed raw and i'm feeling on top of the world. just ran/walked 2-4 clicks through the jungle and i feel fine. well, almost. i'm gonna collapse up the stairs tomorrow but what the heck.

and damn, ballade in g minor by chopin is good. eugene plays it damn well :)

yow. crashed for 4 hours and only woke up coz brothers were screaming in the hallway over lego. gaaaaaah.
persistently kept thinking it was sunday and i had slept through it or something like that. or mebbe monday.

xlab! whoooooooe. its OVER OVER OVER!! *dances*
euphoria has worn off by now, but what the heck. won!! wheeeee!
dad has offered his services as business manager :P

ok thats enough now.

eurgh.

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

now that that's out of my system, let me proceed to today's events.

jgs. duh. and flowers and roses and whoopee its valentines day! chocolate n all. god my arm is aching. and i hate court shoes. and i have to wear them tomorrow. argh. dont really want to talk about this a lot coz too damn tired and have to wake up at 7 tomorrow so ya.

sooooooooooooo stoned.
bah.
painpainpain. arh aches sores on foot and ya oh well tired! whee!


hmm have just been told that the ads above my blog is advertising despo bachelors. these people are SAD.

happy valentine's day everyone :) *muah*

i'm a msn smiley. serious.

ok. mebbe not.

and what the hell is so sick about warcraft????
its a damn verb meaning to play the damn game.

sickos.

its just damn weird when you're eating and theres classical music floating in through one ear, and linkin park reanimation blasting in the other


i have no idea what the hell i post on this blog these days :|



incidentally i have been slightly insane these past few days so please ignore the previous few posts :)

...they found a box
and, humans being humans,
only saw the words 'fragile' and 'drop'

they never knew
how close they came
to finding what the contents were.

it's a bit hard to pick up the pieces, now.

now i know what self destruction means.

Which OS are You?


*grin*
take a look at gnu/hurd :)
and windows 1.0. and windows me.
*snigger*

úvëa melnyë [...and i loved you so much]

fainulyë [and you just let me go...]

lost, in this wonderland,
alice wanders.
over checkerboard fields,
through chess pieces,
dreaming of grinning purple cats
and somehow morphing pigs into babies.
a quaint world, yet somehow,
withering.
something is cutting the grass,
slashing it to smithereens.
each blade shatters like green emeralds
under a much sharper blade.
alice must run,
if she wishes to live...

<->

through the looking glass,
stares another person,
shivering in that other world
beyond the glass mirror,
trapped.
touch the glass, but you cant go through.
the silver key is kept in her apron,
and she'll never take it off -
she wants to stay in there.
its better that way,
theres no need to suffer
and theres no emotions whatsoever.

<->

their world is
twisted.
death's delusional dream.
mindless spirals of red and green.
black button eyes staring at you,
then dropping off, for alice to find.

oooooof.

debate hangover. and i'm not speaking any more.

...and in my delusion, i dreamt i loved you...
but the delirium lives on...

quick backgrounder on iraq

and the "proof"

schitzer. 33 days to r&j...

we are soooo screwed.

i shall come down with an acute case of footinmouthitis tomorrow. and brainfuzzitis.

oh phewwww.
the monitor is back to normal.

my eyes are now in the state of "extremely relieved".

hate hate hate HATE stuff. just stuff.

ooo. debate tomorrow. am SO gonna DIE.

yeah, nice knowing you all.

...and my heart sings
swells up and bursts and i
pick up the broken pieces,
stuffing them down my throat, that they might
grow back again...

perhaps it is just as well.

music of the moment - enya - silver inches
mood of the moment - weighted.

well. the net's back up hooray.

and we did get debate motions regarding space missions etc. THBT the space programme has had it's day. hahahahhahahhahah. ahahah.

anyways. the monitor is screwed and hurting my eyes because my brothers decided to set the contrast and brightness to max for their damn game and now my eyes feel like when i first saw claud's social *flower* (or rather, "ocial *flower*") file.

it could probably light up the whole room by itself.

oh yes. sfong's right. new debate motions: THBT space missions are a waste of resources, THW stop space exploration etcetc.

laa. hooray for school comps.

anyways. its getting fixed on wednesday. have been running around playing lift tag and block tag and blind man's buff etcetcetc. sue me.

ahh, dunno.

do i smile now?

and what about the
black-clad widow, bereft of
beloved youth and time, because
she loved you only.

i'm posting from my friends house because, well, my brother shortcircuited the modem. to put it bluntly.

its not funny.

whoo. past few days. visiting, visiting, visiting. my feet are about to drop off. in any case, it has been fun. the money has been rolling in *insert evil laugh here*, i now have a clearer view of the family tree (and discovered i have a primary 1 aunt in the process), have realised that mom gets her way in the end, plants need care while being transported and i need to go now. see ya.