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now playing your own disaster
artist taking back sunday
mood nostalgic
"from those nights when we were both found at our best"
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[edit]god, i can't stand this waiting game. i need some form of contact, any form. =\ msquerading my frown with a smile wouldn't help much because i'm sure you know me better than anyone else does. if i could somehow channel this energy into moving an object with just my thought, i'd probably be the best telekinetic in the world. screw blaine and copperfield, this is the new shit! i need sweet(every pun intended).[/edit]
i could hardly find time to breathe, let alone update. so today's actually a breather for me. my body's aching, finally from the whole of last week, the run on saturday almost killed me, but this hardly compares to what's coming after next. the long awaited Malaysia Trip, brocolli style.
school vacation's coming to an end, which means it's gonna be a start of a whole new semester of terror - only bigger. more tests, more work, more projects, and more fucking ups, prolly. but i do miss school, i miss my friends in class, how we laugh at everyone, and everything. how we would desperately try to convince ourselves that one more lecture-skip isn't gonna do much harm - though some of us know better. MY DAMN BIRTHDAY FALLS ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL REOPENING, GODAMMIT. i wish holidays wouldn't end so soon, i haven't had much time with what i really want, and though malaysia trip would definately grant me that, it's still not enough, never gonna be enough.
i hate it when plans fuck up, it's not that i have a problem with either parties, i have a problem with how everything in my life works, everytime something goes so smoothly, and i'm beginning to pick up speed, something always comes fuck it up - and that's really disheartening. yeah, i get sad over it, i get upset over it, but i get OVER it too - just blame it on my damn life. only i'm not gonna let it spoil my mood, because that'll mean less happy time, and that's the last thing i want now is it? Ah, screw everything that sucks, like my computer's connection that keeps jacking itself off, like my stomach that keeps getting hungry, screw barney and his purple suit, screw losing wallets because i don't have anymore money, but do not screw up this perfection i have now - i will hunt you down.
it's all perfect, it's all so good. chicken thighs and brocolli.
10:19 AM
