i. am. stuffed. full up. bloated. my stomach is up to my ears.

now i know what a turkey feels like.

mothers day dinner at dan ryans. phoawr.

oral prelims not too bad. chinese was one i prepared, but the second i heard it, i promptly forgot everything out of sheer terror. or mebbe not so strong. just a wonderful mental block.

oral exams tomorrow. or rather today.

die...

running water, running down over me,
seeping out through the cracks in my glaze,
dripping out down, soaking the floor drenched with sweat,
while i pant heavily, trying to heave my pain out,
but it's still there, bile and bitterness on the broken tiles.

i think that if you asked me to hold something, i would fall over myself,
just to please, and just to get away.

running, running away from what i know, from the familiar into the unknown,
sliding down that pit you told me to stay away from,
skidding round corners -
anything to get away
from the nightmare that is you.

you stuffed me in a box, stifled and stunted,
you taunted me, laughing and toying with my shackles,
you kept me in the dark, wondering when you would come again,
it was you, all the time it was you.

the cold water keeps running over my face,
if i look up, i hit my head on the tap,
grin guiltily, and look down to avoid my own eyes.

gasp a few more times. hopefully, time will fade,
ill stop trying to break the mirror
and manipulating the glass shards to fight each other,
and everything will be all right again.


clawing...

because i feel like it.

lostlastneverhadit!

*sigh*

music. amelie frenchy theme thing on accordion
mood. stretched/laconic-ish

hate. spam.

midyears soon.

ARGH.

and now its rachmaninoff.

double argh. :P

and. go visit brokensaints

or regret it.

go now.

but make sure you have a lot of time to spare.

oo. just found out that hitler wanted the oil wells in baku, in this place called azerbaijan. near the caspian sea. in the old ussr.

*blink*

i think that's possibly the first time i've heard of that place.

incidentally. this is for the sadist in you. please make sure that no parents or impressionable kids are around.

freaky.

blah. ache. stupid napfa. cant do pull ups now.
but am joining dad in nightly situps and pullups :P fun :P

owowowowowowow.

i think i shall die this year. poofkasa.

DON'T you start. don't even THINK about it.

some people, i shant name names, but -some- people just love to read too much into things :|

grblebleah.

yargyargyarg.
he's decent and nice and soft spoken and cute and funny. oh dear.
and a yarg.

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Fifth Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Score
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)	Low
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)	Low
Level 2 (Lustful)	Low
Level 3 (Gluttonous)	Low
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)	Low
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)	High
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)	Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)	High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)	Low

Take the Dante's Inferno Hell Test


hmm.
die evil spawn.
uh. right.

i just hope i dont end up like...

debussy :P
abigail sim is amazing.
and phillipe cassarde is...quirky. we both agree that he reminds us of pepe le phew :P

i LOVE the ballade...
i want him to play it again! :)

yet again, temporary insanity prevails.

a friend, just a friend...

and the spanish gp is off, and kimi just hit the jag :|


xmen2 is quite cool :) dies irae in the first bit. nice :)

Angel (Warren Worthington III):
Powers: Natural feathered wings, lightweight bone
structure.


What X-Men character are you?
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yes i'm bored.
yes i should be studying.
yes i'm screwed over for the exams.

yes i'm in trouble.

kismet.

mine is so screwed, twisted and hurt that i dont know where to turn to. mm go me.

lament.

hongzy's party!! yay neon pink heart hongzy pillow!!!

ok. sober now.
points to note of the party:
1. people with no change of clothes do not get dunked
2. my wc3 skillz suck now.
3. ff visuals are quite cool.
4. stay long enough and you get to play mtg.
5. do not make stupid lists like this. i dont know why i'm doing it.

blah. fun :)


...not again not again not again....why cant i help myself?!!

CONGRATS TEAM ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

its amazing, really. we've gotten this far. team one rocks!

and i loved todays debate. it was cool. i could understand where everyone was going and everyone was on their best form. it was really nice teamwork.

cat high team one was also quite good. hey, they beat us :P no rancour there, at least not from me. we lost to a good team.

was mildly annoyed today, but no point dwelling on it now.

ok, not so mildly. but still.

aaaaaaaaaaaaargh. ss tmr. and i do not have my textbook. i am gonna dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

just felt like doing that. programming will resume as normal tomorrow.

i'm everyone's personal shrink.

a whirlpool and i dont know which way to turn. anticlockwise or clockwise? use the right hand grip rule to find out!

plagueplageuplageuplague

spot the mistakes

screwupagain!!

temporary affection/affinity

sms your way to the dawn.

brothers, in an attempt to torture me, are playing the spongbob squarepants theme on the other computer. on Maximum Volume. i dont care if its by weird al yankovich, its stopping NOW.

oh no. they're Singing Along. with Gusto. and they put it on a Loop.

Argh.

this calls for Desperate Measures.

excuse me while i dismantle their heads