This'll be quick cause there aren't much to show. It got real cold after that one night it rained and we had to go back to Kowloom *sob* I didn't take much pictures cause I just mindlessly followed the old folks around to buy pretty branded things I couldn't afford. But I did get to go to a night market where I scored some awesome necklaces!
Let the visual continuation commence!
Today....
went to mid valley to hang out.. went to chillis for lunch and just hung out there.. awesome food and filling
Then a couple of games of pool and more chilling.....
while chilling had alot on the mind.. thought a lot... sisters are being a mess..
i don't know what to do? im stuck between both of them.. i hate it.. it kills me
My younger sister thinks that my elder sister is not talking to her and yada yada yaa...
my elder sister is a little sensitive and emotional and moody
i can't be on one side....
i can't do this anymore...
argghh.. tired
3:29am.
Perhaps, if I were among the masses of the norm, it'd be appropriate for an under-the-duvet moment.. but that ain't teenager-esque. It's 30 minutes past 3:00. There was a period, back then, when I'd look over my shoulders-- a sign of insecurity, with curiosity clouding over: "Demon witching hour. So, am I here alone, or am I here.. 'alone'?" After a while, it faded. Thank the Lord, for that. For I am secretly a pansy, but.. don't tell nobody. A-ha, for a few days straight these legs have been flexed vigorously (almost in a self-destructive manner.. awkward) but the end results take the "No pain, no gain" tagline true to word. Consider this a form of exercise to sinewy, warrior-esque limbs? Christmas for me was: salivating (it was.. borderline literal) over accoutrements at Miu Miu, battling vexation in the form of.. people (includes kids that think knocking me in 4" kicks a hilarious occurrence), scoring a cobalt-hued double-breasted blazer by tricking Sister into swiping her card thus cementing me as a legit cunning genius, Torrenting films.. and downing that mac-and-cheese thing from KFC. F-cking fattening. Fat thigh in a box, goddammit. Elsewhere, shit was stirred but.. knowing me, things are better left unsaid. The Chels drew Birmingham at their home turf, a goalless one at that (first game where Chelsea failed to score.. but that's not a kick-ass achievement at all?) and an impending bleak future ahead. Drogba and the ever-shite Kalou leave for African Cup of Nations tomorrow, Anelka's sidelined with a knock and the options up front for vs. Fulham is.. Sturridge. And Borini. Who the f-ck.. Sturridge's been a product in development, but Borini (who's got a name of a f-cking pasta sauce?) leaves me in jitters. A-ha, and I tip Villa to spank the Gunners tomorrow night to complete the Top Four pawnage. Kops down, Mancs down, Chels down, Gunners.. next? Other sad news: French Ligue on winter break. No Gourcuff for two weeks. F-cking disgrace. 4 to go to 2010!
[MUSIC] She & Him - Sweet Darlin'
Aha, that is, indeed.. a Sinatra song. Shuffling them old-school at the mo'.
Okay.. so yes it's been a while, well it was because i was beezee....
and i had this other blog but what the hay... i've decided to write on
both.
Not many.. or actually no one reads this blog so im just gonna write on this for a bit.
Lets see.... anything new? yea maybe a few here and there but yea.
Semester 2 is done and over with now on a month of holidays. Birthday
was not fun. The worst i sorta had. Christmas doesn't feel like
Christmas and new years is in 5 days time.
I just found out a few things about myself. Personal things to random things. Sucks really.
Debating to cut my hair to a really short hair style but that might change a few things. Cause my face is a lil round and might not very much suit me. Sonya's bugging me.
To be honest i'm a person who really needs space and like's some me time. She's on my bed right now and she took half my bed. I'm stuck in a sitting position where my neck is hurting. If i ask her to move she'll prolly make a big deal. In no mood for arguments or merajuking. So i'm in a very weird position.
She just asked me what time im going to sleep. I said im not sure andi asked her the same thing and she said answered the same thing. Hope she won't be here for long. I want my bed for myself Tasha's gone for a sleepover so yayy to that.
and i think i'm liking someone. But yea won't be telling who. Somehow i wish this person knew.. but im just going to let it pass.
Sleep has been pretty messed up for the past couple of days. I tend to not sleep when ive got a lot on my mind and i do have a lot in my mind. Weird how there's no college but still got lotsah things on my mind.
So there you go vox.
That has what you so far missed.. nothing much really. But still.. :) I'll get back to you vox.
Catch yah later :)
Somebody upset me tonight. It hurt my feelings and I'm still a little angry. But it's okay... whatever... I'm better than that.
Anyhoo, for the pass few days I've been pretty nocturnal. I don't know what it is, I just can't seem to sleep at night anymore and it's beginning to affect my life a little. Well since I'm awake, I might as well do Day 3 of the my Shishi Was Here series. And... here we go! Back to the dreams and wonders of Disneyland! XD
First of all I'd like to apologize and say that I mixed the dates up for the first Shishi Was Here post. The pictures in the recent (besides the first one) is from day 2, not day 1. I'm sorry. I just have terrible memory. The day didn't end with Alana making a hopeful wish out to Santa Claus, but with something much better... After that morning strolling around Kowloon... guess where we went!
I dance for no reason
for reasons you can't dance,
Call me an activist of
intellectualized circumstance
You can't learn my steps until
you unlearn your thoughts
Spirit, soul,
can't be store-bought.Saul Williams, "Amethyst Rocks"