Sunday, April 20, 2008
listening to: let u go by atb
i've moved! big stuff requires big changes. you have the choice to either ask me for my new link, or if wait since if i think you're worth it (and i can make an effort to get off of that big butt of mine), i'll leave a note on your own sites.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
listening to: awake enough - deep dish.
only because
chris told me to update my site.
people who consistently change their blogging sites irritate the shit out of me. seriously, how many sites do you need. think of all the unused and discarded blogging sites floating about in
cyber-world out there because of your indecisiveness. there's probably some
cyber-homeless-shelter because of your carelessness. and like my poor
ol' memory can stand all these new site names and the links to them. selfish buggers. and yes, this is a
blatantly obvious hint that
i've not-so-
subtly dropped in this post. hint hint.
fallaciousness is a word.
that is a whole crap load of -
ness words.
somebody is probably going to be staring at this, thinking "ugh, condescending bitch. i am, like, way totally better than her. like, duh."
i really should get around to changing my layout. it's been, what, three years? alright maybe a tad bit of
exaggerating on my part, but it has been a long time for sure.
i'll miss the troll and his bug eyes, greeting me every time i visit my own site.
thailand in around a month. beach in around a month. golden
greek sexgoddess tan in around a month. although knowing me,
i'll just get burned to a nice crunchy crisp. like crackling.
mmm...
yumm.
yeah.
i'm outta here. cheers.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
listening to: music for love by mario.
"vegetables are a must on a diet. I suggest carrot cake, zucchini bread, and pumpkin pie."- words never rang more true.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
listening to: be mine by jennifer lopez.
selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batinmm. ushering in this time of bright celebration are numerous fireworks and pounds to be piled on. plus, it's time for an upgrade, shortcakes!
Monday, September 24, 2007
listening to: baby don't go by
fabolous.
it's been far too long.
ib is hectic. it appears that it's not the work that is the challenge, as
i'm finding it all a breeze, but it's the
amount of work paired with the
cas hours. luckily though, due to my hibernation,
i've stayed far ahead of the bounce of the ball.
playing the part of the studious
ib victim, the devoted girlfriend and the dedicated daughter (alright, maybe not the latter),
i've been adjusting to the way of life that
i'm going through now. whether that big big change will come and my having to readjust once more has still yet to be seen.
don't expect anything
shell shocking or remotely thoughtful (hell, since when did i ever write anything thought provoking?) because i really have nothing to say.
amazing, right? me? nothing to say? lets take a moment out to cherish this miracle.
stop the fcking burning.
Friday, September 14, 2007
listening to: the district sleeps alone tonight by the postal service.
it's officially the weekend, i have absolutely no work and just when i thought i had stopped with all my self-pitying sobbing, it hits me like a baseball bat to a burglar. unfortunately, i've discovered that throwing yourself into work means you get your work done much faster. no distractions for dian, boo. i may paint the children's ward tomorrow to fill in that empty space. get a lil' hospital visiting done too? we'll see.
anyway, on to more pressing issues. like my sister's birthday. the skinny one is now officially...
20.
twenty. tea-when-tea. the big two-oh. two after eighteen and one before twenty-one. (look ma, i'm gittin' better at numbahs!) 20. old.
happy birthday, big brat. you know i love you, even if i rarely show it. you're definitely one of the luckiest girls in the world to have a sister like me! haha, no, but seriously, you're surrounded by people who love you and even if it isn't some wild outrageously expensive birthday, i hope it was a good one for you.
Monday, September 10, 2007
listening to: i miss you (acoustic) by incubus.
i miss my three-fold eutopian dream.
i'd go on about what other aspects of 'it' that i miss, but for my viewer's sanity, i shan't bore you with those details. although i doubt they'd bore you, because they sure as hell don't bore me.
isn't it funny how i created this site to express my own personal thoughts and opinions, yet somehow it's been conformed to suit your needs and to please you people, even if it means not satisfying my desire to write about what i'm feeling or thinking? see, i'm such a nice person. i spoil you all.
;p
happyhappyhappy. don't you just love emails? hrhrhr.