Saturday, February 7, 2009

we are the super troupers!





much love from the confines of my purple room, charis.

Friday, February 6, 2009

this is something else entirely.

Its cold where I am, and I'm craving for McFlurry and KitKat Chunky.

&& parasites have the worst names ever.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

I'll give you blood if that's what you need to stay alive.






sometimes I wish my adrenaline could kick in 3 weeks before the exams instead of like 3 hours before the paper.

Some nice shots from foto_decadent!
Recession chic = no money spent on clothes, all money going to eating & being prudent. (gasp, never thought the day would come where I'd use the word prudent on myself.)
I'm now thinking in food equivalent terms.

Series of events as follows:
1. See nice shorts online. (Replace shorts with shoes / bag / shirt / dress at will.)
2. Instantly think to self, what can I wear this with ?
3. In the next heartbeat, instantly think instead: xx amount of money can feed me for x week / y month !
4. Gaze longingly at said apparel in said window.
5. In the next 10 minutes, said window will be closed.
6. In the next 2 days, said apparel will be thought about, interspersed with moments of but I really shouldn't buy that... and associated rational thinking.

Will refrain from making a 'such is life' comment, because life is good even though we are in the midst of a Ca tsunami. He is Good, always.

/random: song is chanting ' Don't you worry there's still timeeeeee.' Is this a signal to draw me in front of the TV!
/beams to self.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

CBP - my true friend (:

sikhi says:oh my
sikhi says:how apt you know
sikhi says:i was about to offline msg you
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:HOHO
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:greatttt
sikhi says:like i just opened your window
sikhi says:then suddenly
sikhi says:pop online
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:we are true CBP
sikhi says:superduper
sikhi says:im so surprised
sikhi says:hahhah
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:aye
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:im brushing my teeth now
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:HAHA
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:/heehee
sikhi says:you can see my msn nick ahh
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:?
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:what msn nick
sikhi says:my msn nick is 'this is the way i brush my teeth!'
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:WHAT
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:no srsly im brushing my teeth niw
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:HAHAHA
sikhi says:HAHAHA
sikhi says:OH MY
sikhi says:yes indeed
charis ! fruitcake is naiice. says:SURPRISE X 10 X 100
sikhi says:im pleasantly surprised
sikhi says:like seeing many roses
sikhi says:and the like
sikhi says:WHAT am i talking about

...

lerflerf.

My soul knows very well

You make Your face to shine on me
And that my soul knows very well
You lift me up, I'm cleansed and free
And that my soul knows very well

When mountains fall, I'll stand
By the power of Your hand
And in Your heart of heart I'll dwell
And that my soul knows very well

Joy and strength each day I find
And that my soul knows very well
Forgiveness, hope, I know is mine
And that my soul knows very well

Note To Self.

when without inspiration, please look here

Love, me.

You're the God of this city.

specially for ninjafriend, because bluetooth failed today.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Make you a prouder man.

If I could have one wish
If I could have some say I'd keep you far from home
I'd roll back both my sleeves
I'd dig under your skin
I'd fix your shattered bones

The Only Fault. Rachael Yamagata.
...

Just watched House Bunny! It is super funny please.
When I've resolved to go for YAM, it starts to rain. Inertia x 10 x 100.

...

Not everything is on my head, not everything.
I wish you would take responsibility for your words.

...

Friday, January 30, 2009

Love Remains The Same.



Love Remains The Same - Gavin Rossdale
1000 times I've seen you standing
Gravity like lunar landing
You make me wanna run till I find you
I shut the world away from here
I drift to you, you're all I hear
As everything we know fades to black

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You're pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But, love remains the same

I find a place where we escape
Take you with me for the space
The city buzz sounds just like a fridge
I walk the streets through 7 bars
I have to find just where you are
The faces seem to blur
They're all the same

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You're pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same

So much more to say
So much to be done
Don't you trick me out
We shall overcome
It's all left still to play

We - we could have had the sun
Could have been inside
Instead we're over here

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending
Too much time too long defending
You and I are done pretending

I never thought that I
Had anymore to give
You're pushing me so far
Here I am without you
Drink to all that we have lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
Everything will change

I, oh I,
I wish this could last forever
I, oh I,
As if this could last forever

Love remains the same
Love remains the same


This Song + Supernatural Guys = perfect for a friday evening when you're revving up your mugging engine.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Things To Do

1. Taper glossy leggings. Alternatively, fatten self up so thighs can sufficiently hold leggings up.
2. Clear room of all mosquitoes. Alternatively, call in Male Help; like the Brother who has fast reflexes and the Father who is good with a rubber band.
3. Hunt down some more bakwa. Alternatively, hoard the sole remaining survivor of the BaKwaRace in my room.
4. Hu more rounds of mahjong. Alternatively, get the Mother who can't count the number of bamboos to throw the tile I want.
5. Eat YTF laksa soup. Alternatively, crave for laksa intermittenly through the night and wake up in the morning drooling at the mouth because in my dream, I ate the BestLaksaEver.