Feeling: Scandalous
Listening to: Red Drops Of Happiness by the Airholes
Damn them and their bassist's ability to scream. (That's meant to be unreadable, by the way.)
Airholes have a new song on Purevolume - Angels in Disguise. I'm not sure if I like it, the music on it is good though. Might have something to do with it sounding distorted on my computer, and the inclarity of the vocals. Nyeh.
The last of my exams is tomorrow, and it's Chemistry practical. :] Then it's that much closer to the holidays, and I'll be that much happier.
I got a letter from America today, it was sent on 6 April 2006 though. Apparently, it was missent to Thailand and Vietnam, before reaching Brunei. Hahahaha. Don't ask what it was about.
Sit down and shut up, so I can sing you your little song.
Tuesday 23 May 2006
Feeling: Hungry
Listening to: I Don't Know by Punchline
I'm supposed to be studying, but I took a few minutes out of my study schedule (HAHAHAHAHA) to bring you this; something I wrote earlier this year, when I knew things were bad, but the not the extent of how bad it was. This is just an extract.
Anyway, my darling is disappearing and being replaced by a person who worries about money just a little too much to pay attention tome. Many nights alone and needing him to be there instead of my piano or music has made me say that. And maybe this is also why it's so uncomfortable. We're falling apart, and maybe he doesn't see it, but it's happening. I love him, but I can't stand it. We can't stay like this forever. Sometimes I even get to the point where I think we're only together because no one's breaking up. And he says there's nothing wrong with us, and if there is, it will sort itself out over time.
Help! I don't know how to fix things. We are just utterly destroying ourselves. I get so lonely, yet I always find myself crawling back to him, because no matter what, the fact is, in the end it's always going to be the same. I need him mroe than he needs me.
Talk about a big lie. :]
Listening to: I Don't Know by Punchline
I'm supposed to be studying, but I took a few minutes out of my study schedule (HAHAHAHAHA) to bring you this; something I wrote earlier this year, when I knew things were bad, but the not the extent of how bad it was. This is just an extract.
Anyway, my darling is disappearing and being replaced by a person who worries about money just a little too much to pay attention tome. Many nights alone and needing him to be there instead of my piano or music has made me say that. And maybe this is also why it's so uncomfortable. We're falling apart, and maybe he doesn't see it, but it's happening. I love him, but I can't stand it. We can't stay like this forever. Sometimes I even get to the point where I think we're only together because no one's breaking up. And he says there's nothing wrong with us, and if there is, it will sort itself out over time.
Help! I don't know how to fix things. We are just utterly destroying ourselves. I get so lonely, yet I always find myself crawling back to him, because no matter what, the fact is, in the end it's always going to be the same. I need him mroe than he needs me.
Talk about a big lie. :]
Sunday 21 May 2006
Feeling: Itchy
Listening to: Trapped Inside The Cage Of My Soul by From Autumn To Ashes
Goddammit. I hate it when that happens. That wasn't me in the last post. The evil emo monster hacked into my account and posted an entry and pretended to be me. And I think I'm having some kind of allergic reaction or something cause I got bitten a mosquito or something, and now I've got a three cm wide circle on my thigh that itches like a motherfucker. Make it stoppp. WFINSLADFN
Exams start tomorrow. Chemistry papers 1 and 2. I'm going crazy.
Listening to: Trapped Inside The Cage Of My Soul by From Autumn To Ashes
Goddammit. I hate it when that happens. That wasn't me in the last post. The evil emo monster hacked into my account and posted an entry and pretended to be me. And I think I'm having some kind of allergic reaction or something cause I got bitten a mosquito or something, and now I've got a three cm wide circle on my thigh that itches like a motherfucker. Make it stoppp. WFINSLADFN
Exams start tomorrow. Chemistry papers 1 and 2. I'm going crazy.
Tuesday 16 May 2006
Sunday 14 May 2006
Feeling: Dead
Listening to: Bright Lights by Matchbox Twenty
Baby, baby, baby, when all your love is gone, who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world?
In the past week, I've:
Beautiful. Thank you, people. :] You know I love you. ♥
Maybe I do stupid things after drinking because I've always got that excuse of "She's had a few drinks." Or maybe I'm just paranoid and do silly things because I am drunk, not psycho.
And why do all the hot guys in Brunei have to be assholes? All I've met anyway. All except the cow. Or maybe I'm not looking at this the right way, and actually there are nice hot guys, I just don't notice them because they don't do assholic things like the hot guys I have noticed.
HAHAHAHAHA. I realise I've been doing the "Or maybe..." thing a lot. Grr.
Listening to: Bright Lights by Matchbox Twenty
Baby, baby, baby, when all your love is gone, who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world?
In the past week, I've:
- Set clothes on fire - while people were still wearing them - in public places, and laughed like a crazy person because quite frankly, I am.
- Trusted strangers more than I should have, ended up at a strangers house, drunk and in the end, thanking the friends that stuck by me and saved me and didn't think I was as stupid as I knew I was.
- Followed people I know I shouldn't have along a road for an hour, ending up at a muddy, dark and over-crowded house with lots of crazy 20+ year-olds, which resulted in me and my friends having a test of friendship and bonding sessions.
- Gone to school without any sleep the night before and on that day of going to school, played two basketball matches, testing the requirement of sleep.
Beautiful. Thank you, people. :] You know I love you. ♥
Maybe I do stupid things after drinking because I've always got that excuse of "She's had a few drinks." Or maybe I'm just paranoid and do silly things because I am drunk, not psycho.
And why do all the hot guys in Brunei have to be assholes? All I've met anyway. All except the cow. Or maybe I'm not looking at this the right way, and actually there are nice hot guys, I just don't notice them because they don't do assholic things like the hot guys I have noticed.
HAHAHAHAHA. I realise I've been doing the "Or maybe..." thing a lot. Grr.
Friday 12 May 2006
Feeling: Smelly
Listening to: Demi Waktu by Ungu
I think I waited for a long gap between this and the last post on purpose. Maybe, subconciously, I want people to not know what's been going on in my utterly boring life. Hahaha. Yeh. Subconciously.
If you know me, you'd know that I don't play basketball. I never tried, so I never played. But yesterday, my teacher came and asked me to play for the interhouse basketball competition, to which I said "I don't know how to play." And he answered "It doesn't matter. Even if you lose, you'd get either third or fourth place." And he went on about cramps and over-training and how our untrained players was all part of his strategy to win. HAHAHA. So, I played, and just hearing the words "Sue-Anne's playing basketball" made Far laugh like crazy. It is kind of funny I guess, but this basketball tournament opened my eyes to a whole new world where basketball is fun and running is awesome and sweating like a cow doesn't matter. Yes, I suck at basketball. We lost our first match 42 to fucking 0. It's actually really funny, but okay, I guess, since none of us were trained to play basketball; we were volleyball players. Anywayy, I'd say I'm an awful shooter, but an alright ball-stealer. Yeppp, I had our opponents scared of me. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Or maybe that's just me trying to find something to cover up the suckiness. :] The last match wasn't so bad. We didn't lose by so much. 8-6 or something. And after the game, I had people say "That was good" and "Nice game" and all I could do was say "Ehh? We suck.", though I only said it in my head and with a cheeky grin across my face. HEEEHEEE. If any of my teammates are reading this, by 'we', I mean 'me'.
Let's talk about weird happenings. The other night, I was hanging out with the awesome Hamish and rad Grenade, when Azam(the guy who sings in the band whose songs I sinfully love) walked passed. And uhh. Then he hang with us, and I didn't sleep because I got locked outside, so I was sitting on the steps at 6AM with my head in my hands, waiting for my mum to wake up so she could open the door. She let me in at 6:20AM, and umm. That's all. HAHAHAHAHA. This was all before the basketball match. Meaning, I didn't sleep for 24 hours, went to school after a cup of coffee + milo, and then played two basketball games that made me psycho sweat, after which I went to my uncle's house for his birthday party and fell asleep on the couch. Yes. Felt like I was on drugs. Caffeine = ♥.
Sleep is nothing but something to slow us down, you hear. Let's beat the system. Abolish sleep.
Listening to: Demi Waktu by Ungu
I think I waited for a long gap between this and the last post on purpose. Maybe, subconciously, I want people to not know what's been going on in my utterly boring life. Hahaha. Yeh. Subconciously.
If you know me, you'd know that I don't play basketball. I never tried, so I never played. But yesterday, my teacher came and asked me to play for the interhouse basketball competition, to which I said "I don't know how to play." And he answered "It doesn't matter. Even if you lose, you'd get either third or fourth place." And he went on about cramps and over-training and how our untrained players was all part of his strategy to win. HAHAHA. So, I played, and just hearing the words "Sue-Anne's playing basketball" made Far laugh like crazy. It is kind of funny I guess, but this basketball tournament opened my eyes to a whole new world where basketball is fun and running is awesome and sweating like a cow doesn't matter. Yes, I suck at basketball. We lost our first match 42 to fucking 0. It's actually really funny, but okay, I guess, since none of us were trained to play basketball; we were volleyball players. Anywayy, I'd say I'm an awful shooter, but an alright ball-stealer. Yeppp, I had our opponents scared of me. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Or maybe that's just me trying to find something to cover up the suckiness. :] The last match wasn't so bad. We didn't lose by so much. 8-6 or something. And after the game, I had people say "That was good" and "Nice game" and all I could do was say "Ehh? We suck.", though I only said it in my head and with a cheeky grin across my face. HEEEHEEE. If any of my teammates are reading this, by 'we', I mean 'me'.
Let's talk about weird happenings. The other night, I was hanging out with the awesome Hamish and rad Grenade, when Azam(the guy who sings in the band whose songs I sinfully love) walked passed. And uhh. Then he hang with us, and I didn't sleep because I got locked outside, so I was sitting on the steps at 6AM with my head in my hands, waiting for my mum to wake up so she could open the door. She let me in at 6:20AM, and umm. That's all. HAHAHAHAHA. This was all before the basketball match. Meaning, I didn't sleep for 24 hours, went to school after a cup of coffee + milo, and then played two basketball games that made me psycho sweat, after which I went to my uncle's house for his birthday party and fell asleep on the couch. Yes. Felt like I was on drugs. Caffeine = ♥.
Sleep is nothing but something to slow us down, you hear. Let's beat the system. Abolish sleep.
Tuesday 2 May 2006
Feeling: Burned
Listening to: Last Goodbyes by Hot Water Music
My school's volleyball interhouse tournament was on Thursday, and there I was waiting anxiously for my match to start when it started raining and they decide to pospone the rest of the unplayed matches on Saturday. :] And here's where I'll start going crazy cause... MY TEAM GOT FIIIIIRST. And THAT, my friend, is bloody awesome.
First, because we were missing one player, so we only had 5 people to play when a team was supposed to have 6, which meant that the two back people had to take care of two positions. Second, because I played good, and people noticed and they said I improved, which I think I did. Hahahaha. I mean all my balls went over the net. Not one of them went out, it was exhilerating. Third, because for the match fighting for gold, we were against Blue house, and their team is made up of 6 school volleyball team members that were pretty scary. So, that's why it's so awesome.
Sunday, I went to Tungku beach because it was New Zealand day and apparently, lots of NZ people were there, and I was there cause my mum made me go.
Oh, and I did some surveys which I'll post next time cause I can't be bothered posting them up now. Laziness wins again!
You're lucky I'm in a good mood, otherwise I'd bite your head off. Lucky lucky you.
Listening to: Last Goodbyes by Hot Water Music
My school's volleyball interhouse tournament was on Thursday, and there I was waiting anxiously for my match to start when it started raining and they decide to pospone the rest of the unplayed matches on Saturday. :] And here's where I'll start going crazy cause... MY TEAM GOT FIIIIIRST. And THAT, my friend, is bloody awesome.
First, because we were missing one player, so we only had 5 people to play when a team was supposed to have 6, which meant that the two back people had to take care of two positions. Second, because I played good, and people noticed and they said I improved, which I think I did. Hahahaha. I mean all my balls went over the net. Not one of them went out, it was exhilerating. Third, because for the match fighting for gold, we were against Blue house, and their team is made up of 6 school volleyball team members that were pretty scary. So, that's why it's so awesome.
Sunday, I went to Tungku beach because it was New Zealand day and apparently, lots of NZ people were there, and I was there cause my mum made me go.
Oh, and I did some surveys which I'll post next time cause I can't be bothered posting them up now. Laziness wins again!
You're lucky I'm in a good mood, otherwise I'd bite your head off. Lucky lucky you.
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