Thursday, September 25, 2008

[ 26092008 12.03sm | muirn beatha dan ]

"she looks sweet... she's pretty."
a hot jealousy started to burn in my chest.

"you don't look sweet. you look serious. Deep. Like you're thinking. And you're more striking than pretty. You're the kind of girl that you don't notice is beautiful until you get real close.....
And then all of a sudden it hits you, and you think, Goddess, make her mine."


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i was in the middle of thinking when bubly reminded me about my watch. and i realised... i can'f find my watch anymore. i have no idea where it went. its a tag heuer... and my sis got it for me on my 21st birthday. if the construction workers stole it... i'm gonna be damn pissed off.
then again, i'm really careless... so it might be anywhere...
*currently in the process of screaming something along the lines of knnbccbdllm


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*goes off to bathe and cool down...

(yes cloudia... where were you when i needed you...)
[edit... seems like i'm mass editing recently... and adding on]

i found a cool book... haha its entitled how to take of a DD cup bra without blushing or something weird like that. and the author has a letter fetish. he aims to write books which omit one letter of the alphabet throughout the book. in this book, he omits the letter E. entirely.
the theory of it is interesting... but, i wonder how coherent and arresting it could be when your vocab is limited thus. and when so much thought and planning has to go into choice of words, as opposed to.. making it flow?

anyhow, on huahua's recommendation i picked up 3 books. buy 3 get 1 free. whee. and i bought another book, a follow on to a series i unfortunately started.
and... i paid $3.45 for all 4 books.

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back but not very cooled down... *steams gently
but i figure, if it will turn up, it will turn up. if someone took it, then... okay. i'm sure he/she needs it more than i do. just... damn... why take my birthday present.

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its the season to withdraw into myself, before i change my shell for a roomier one, the way a hermit crab does.
btw, PS sells hermit crabs... live ones. to keep as pets. i think weewee was like... wats the point of having something you never get to really SEE.
i've been thinking and doing some comparisons.
and i think. character really does matter so much. you could be average, but have a really interesting personality, and people will love you.
on the other hand, you could be average, but have THAT kinda look, the big eyed doe-y perma-expression, and importantly, be the damsel in distress. you could practise qing kong, but still be damn sought after.
in the end, it your choice. just don't force me/us to think the same way~
haha.
sorry to those who don't get the inside joke.

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i seem to be talking alot to my blog... and alot of stuff thats getting really personal. its not something i do often... maybe its just a phase in my life.
i am so certain that throngs of people (if i may presume that i have high traffic) out there are are starting to guess all kinds of things and be exceedingly confused. or worse, start to assume certain things.
HAHA! i'm curious about what people think, and perhaps i think too much about what people think.
oh, and i have a "surprising fact" about myself to share (oops, i think i missed out on replying someone's blog chain... you know, those things where you aim people to reply a bunch of questions, and get those people to aim more people...)
and that is... when i'm tired, like shacked kinda tired, i start laughing at my own thoughts, and i ramble off on different trains of thought, all of which will be misunderstood / not understood by people who listen.
some of whom get frustrated and then proceed to leave me alone.
(ok... own up, who felt my acute... bitterness here.)
and others whom try to... talk sense into me and calm me down.
(now who sensed my irritation here. the worst thing you can tell a crazy person to do, is to not be crazy. especially when that person needs to be crazy to... release.)

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and, omgosh, everyone, please go check this out. i loled my ass off.
http://current.com/items/89337913_diesel_sfw_xxx_fashion_firm_makes_cheeky_sfw_porn_ad


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"the perverse obsession with acquiring what isnt yours. i demur, that belongs to someone else. "
-- i need to, am inspired to come up with more screwed up quotes like this one.

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