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Hello world. I am alive (but not living, as you know there is a difference)
Right now I am maintaining a perfectly horizontal position on the sofa with my cadbury marble and listening to current pet album (Suede's Dog Man Star) bashing this nonsense out.
i've been meaning to do it for ages, so, here we go...
It could be PMS rearing its ugly head, but for the first time I'm really exhausted from work (internship at TV production house). Which is lame, because i haven't actually done much. Other than sitting around in the office chatting to the person next to me on MSN. Okay, i do go out pretty often on walk-till-you-drop tours, or go cycling in the blistering sun with that fucking annoying song, You Are The Generation That Bought More Shoes And You Get What You Deserve, trapped in my head for 2 hours, as well, but it just doesn't add up? Take for example, today. I did this: absolutely nothing. Yet right after my lunchtime beer, i suddenly got embarrassingly wobbly and have not fully recovered since. Could be the sun giving me a mini-heatstroke, but I hope it's just plain ole fatigue.
as God once observed,
"Love at first sight may sound trite, But it's true, you know"
I am still horribly in love with her. from afar. Or even from 2cm away, once in a while. Oh for fuck's sake, I've already told every person available about it, including my boss (but not parents, that would be too much really), so I must limit myself, it's all very tedious and repetitve for the listener.
but hark right now please, this is my coming out post.
One morning, I simply Woke Up Gay. Yes, it is possible to spontaneously convert to lezzerhood, and I am a living example of such luck. I must admit, upon first reading up the fun fact that 1 in every 10(?) people you know would turn out gay, I never once considered it being myself. It never crossed my mind that a girl, with her undeniably girlish giggle, whining, breasts, etc. would one day drive me up the wall with the way she walked past whilst completely unaware of her power over one, very helpless, me. It's all very interesting and coming-of-age.
Actually, I can't wait for school to start. This is of course due to my timetable not being released till Thursday, so I can't get angry at the fucking admin system in school yet. In anticipation of the new term, I went out to buy 2 Pilot G-2 pens today.
I have run out of orange juice and am channel surfing. Which, when you have only 10 channels both local and Malaysian, is a bit more like paddling to and fro in a bathtub. Must I really end up watching the world's dullest film, Dogville? Anyway, this crap took me like 3 hours to type. So I'm going to click on Update Journal before I delete everything in constipated anguish like before
Right now I am maintaining a perfectly horizontal position on the sofa with my cadbury marble and listening to current pet album (Suede's Dog Man Star) bashing this nonsense out.
i've been meaning to do it for ages, so, here we go...
It could be PMS rearing its ugly head, but for the first time I'm really exhausted from work (internship at TV production house). Which is lame, because i haven't actually done much. Other than sitting around in the office chatting to the person next to me on MSN. Okay, i do go out pretty often on walk-till-you-drop tours, or go cycling in the blistering sun with that fucking annoying song, You Are The Generation That Bought More Shoes And You Get What You Deserve, trapped in my head for 2 hours, as well, but it just doesn't add up? Take for example, today. I did this: absolutely nothing. Yet right after my lunchtime beer, i suddenly got embarrassingly wobbly and have not fully recovered since. Could be the sun giving me a mini-heatstroke, but I hope it's just plain ole fatigue.
as God once observed,
"Love at first sight may sound trite, But it's true, you know"
I am still horribly in love with her. from afar. Or even from 2cm away, once in a while. Oh for fuck's sake, I've already told every person available about it, including my boss (but not parents, that would be too much really), so I must limit myself, it's all very tedious and repetitve for the listener.
but hark right now please, this is my coming out post.
One morning, I simply Woke Up Gay. Yes, it is possible to spontaneously convert to lezzerhood, and I am a living example of such luck. I must admit, upon first reading up the fun fact that 1 in every 10(?) people you know would turn out gay, I never once considered it being myself. It never crossed my mind that a girl, with her undeniably girlish giggle, whining, breasts, etc. would one day drive me up the wall with the way she walked past whilst completely unaware of her power over one, very helpless, me. It's all very interesting and coming-of-age.
Actually, I can't wait for school to start. This is of course due to my timetable not being released till Thursday, so I can't get angry at the fucking admin system in school yet. In anticipation of the new term, I went out to buy 2 Pilot G-2 pens today.
I have run out of orange juice and am channel surfing. Which, when you have only 10 channels both local and Malaysian, is a bit more like paddling to and fro in a bathtub. Must I really end up watching the world's dullest film, Dogville? Anyway, this crap took me like 3 hours to type. So I'm going to click on Update Journal before I delete everything in constipated anguish like before