Mundane Nothings

Do dolphins gyrate when they reach orgasm? Just to entertain myself, cause really, i am about as free as a retiree with essentially NOTHING to do at all, I posted it on facebook as well. HA! I didn't feel like going to school today. So i slept in. ;)

If you have suicidal tendencies but hell, you are feeling too chicken out to kill yourself, all you need is a one hour lecture on IT in construction. Thereafter, you will walk straight out and over the parapet wall. I almost did that. What happened to Charisma? Geez. Im gonna fail my test. Im gonna smile when i see a big fat zero on my paper. I should stop yapping about useless academic nonsense, it kinda makes me feel like someone i don't ever wanna feel like. The irksome song stuck in my head: Whats a girl got to do, Bat For Lashes. No, i'm not gonna type my lyrics out here, THAT reminds me of a certain someone, who's been insecured. Yes, insecured. Haha. The silent ambush by the Red Army as usual, leaves me numb and on some cloud next to cloud 9. I wanna head to Morocco and find for some spices that alleviates period pain. They have 'spices' for everything man. I also want a piece of that 'happy spice'. Grrrr. This is US. We can't live without the re...

A real tangible flower bloomed, sometime last week. Its so pretty. Just the way i've always dreamt my flowers to be. Mi gusta. My daily bread. My perfect teh tarik and a good Arsenal read. The things in my life that keeps me going. This is what happens when sanity takes flight. One becomes shameless. This is us. We get all our happy juices running when we take pictures. DIvine male specimens extinguishes our occasional sibling feud. Its astonishing how much can be accomplished just with a peek of god's divine touch.

"having curly hair is a big jOke. have u seen any clowns with rebonded hair before?" -words from the wisely lady pissy Claryce had clowns for dinner, I wonder how they taste. We went to PP today. It was raining. The gods were sad cause the end of the year is looming. I like the end of the year. I get to buy a new diary. Arsenal is playing now. It doesn't look too good. They are trailing, no thanks to a Gerard free kick. I currently hate Gerard. The SU-option exercise serves no use. At least not to me. Fucktards make a big fuss over it. Might as well not have it man. Bodoh. As the year comes to a close, kids just naturally get brattier. A screaming kid running amuck always sets me pondering over who to fault and what i should be doing. Sometimes, i struck with the urge to lay a smack down on that boisterous midget, other times i feel like caning the oblivious parents. Kids with long hair, i sometimes have this voice telling me i should haul him/her (these days its hard to ...

Going for mundanities for now... bear with me.

South Africa, the winners of Rugby World Cup 2007. I'm glad they won. I can't sleep. Corinne May is performing in my head. Sit and watch, something I thrive on I wanna sit at a sidewalk cafe and watch the world pass me by. Its sedating. My heart beats ever so steadily when i do that, sometimes even blending with the footsteps of certain people walking by. My eyes don't water no matter how long they have stayed open. If time allows me the luxury of sitting there for long, these moving people may eventually transform into blotches of mobile colours. The scene before me becomes something quite like a live canvas of splattered paint thats forms its own landscape, at its own liberty. After a second, nothing is ever the same. The colours change, the positions change. Everything keeps on changing until it gets to the point when these colours could no longer be reflected into our eyes. When darkness looms, these mobile blotches of fading colours slow down. Decelerating till they co...

I close my eyes, thinking that the world would come to a halt. Everything would be undone, creases smothened, the wrongs made right. The boy who tripped before that would strut his way down that winding path, that lady staring through the window would wave at me. That man with the frown would smile and that woman with the bad hair would visit a decent hair salon. My bus that i just missed would move a stern and beckon for me to board it. Sweet. That hot dude sitting next to me would strike a conversation with me, we'll talk about the weather, the clouds, the sky and everything under that. Christmas will be played over and over again, whenever i shut my eyes. It would be perfect. It would be surreal. It would be too much to ask for. I know. I shall just seek solace in dreams instead. Fuss free.

My teeth are screaming in pain. Bleah. Sedated as can be. There is something potent that resides in the pit of a plate of spaghetti. Homemade mind you. Everytime I slurp a bite down, flashes of images start forming collages in my head. Pretty collages of my wants. The italian chef i had conjured up in my moments of starvation, cute lil cherubs scampering around with their petite bear-print t-shirts screaming i love you , the scent of freshly baked cup-cakes trailing behind the cool morning breeze and the sound of my mums blender buzzing. Yes, i love the sound of a churning blender, it could doze me off. Reminds me so much of the days when I move around on all four. I love the kitchen cause I always get fed when i'm there. Tiny bits of chocolate, thin slices of cake, cookies broken into little chunks and my favourite chocolate coin. Now thats the power of a plate of spaghetti. Ramps me back on track. Hari raya was as usual, mundanely tiring. My ankles are aching, no thanks to heels...

Selamat Hari Raya to all celebrating and not celebrating it. ;) *yawns* I'm thinking.... indonesian.

Where do i even begin? I just discovered something about myself. Oh yes, one of those self-discovery moment. Logic disarms me. Thats right, a give away huh. Well it can turn me on too, depending on who's churning those logic out. Logic can really be intimidating, especially if I don't see your flow in it and i can't relate to it. ha! Now, stayed for the night lecture. Oh yeah. Cause i had no option but to stand my ground as a slacker. :) Slackers for life! Slackers with dignity. Slackers who don't get humped or grinded or hugged or fucked later in the partying years. Really nothing to promulgate about, truth be told. I'm happy under my own skin. No regrets about attending the evening lecture though. It was enlightening. *smiles* I saw a not so typically cute guy with a broken leg at school today. I am happy coz he stared. So cute. The little treats i get in school. These treats come so rarely, half the time, i feel like a salivating dog slobbering at every divine s...

The last time I was this disappointed was when spain crashed out of the world cup :( I can't believe my eyes, 18-20, New Zealand, OUT! Bleagh. They had spirit they had might, they had the offensive, hell they seem to be the only half playing an actual game. I was so sad for them, more so when i saw a shot of carter with his eyes welled-up. Sweet pie. I think the french didn't work that hard for the win, if it weren't for bad refereeing and a sin-bin sojourn for Luke McAlister the end would have been different. A forward pass is a forward pass! Fuckatard of a referee. Urgh. Utter sadness. ---------- Niggling Issues: Facebook IT trauma Yo momma joke, localised Asilah finally UPDATED her blog. A lazy Hari Raya OK, its been a lil more than a week now and here my take on facebook. Ha! As of erm, now, I've had 6 mats attempting to add me. Now that sure is one significant anomally. Revoltingly strange. I managed to rope in two other pals into it, my sis and Claryce. Hahah. Fo...

Its been a while hasn't it? Good. These much needed space of retreat. Sometimes, I just need to take a step back and watch everything take form from a distance. It helps. School was ok. Flabbergasted for a bit, then i got disgusted, but it all ended with the usual burst of hearty laughter. My friends are certified quantity surveyors. Heheh. Congrats kiddo! I'm not intending to barge from my status quo just yet. I'm pretty content. :) I need to get some things out. You know, I had this mad urge to wanna bitch slap a kid in my tutorial today. It was so beyond myself. But seriously, I just wished she'd attack me personally. Oh yeah, and then I will pounce on her and I swear you'd be seeing moves that are UFC calibre. Gosh, the audacity! Oooh, suddenly feeling cheeky. Everyone wants to be committed to me but nobody wants to be my boyfriend . *winks* Seriously, you make my sojourn in SDE shine. I swear i had more than this to talk about, but somehow, when i start typing ...