barely a day and i miss the ass and the sloth already.

sigh..

Im traumatized. interviews are traumatizing. I think they can give you heart attacks. it kills half of your brain cells at once, i swear. and after the whole experience you just sit there not know wat to do because your human reaction time has been delayed by all the bombardment of qns. tmd #1 ( Read more... )

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If I die before I turn 50, I want Queen's "only the good die young" to be played at my funeral.

If I die after I turn 50, I still would want 'only the good die young' to be played at my funeral, because turtles live up to 200 years old, and I would still be young compared to them.

I think I have an identity crisis. I don't technically know what blood I have in me, because I don't know what blood my mum and my dad have in them. I know somewhere along the line, Chinese, Mauritian, Indonesian come in. But then I think both my paternal grandparents were Chinese who moved to Indonesia. So does Indonesian blood really come in? And ( Read more... )

o_O

my lecturer's mouth hurts, so she canceled class. and i found out AFTER i came to school.

and this afternoon's class was canceled too! 3 day weekend. what am i doing here???

ermm..

if you break your nose, does it necessarily bleed?

i forget how nice it is to have nothing else in your ears but music. happy music, sad music, weird music. its like nothing else is important, not that you can hear anything else anyway. ah. the inventor of earphones.

i miss my ipod.

$90!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ninety freaking buckaroos.

karma must be getting me.. nothing's been going right.

iwanttoteartheworldupintoamillionpieces...

sigh.