Monday, November 27, 2006
Paper at 1pm I still have the heart to blog despite knowing shit about The Camera Picta (word?), Dipylon Vase (word, worddd?) and disorganised points of everything.

I found a nice corner for myself. In love. My lil window ledge where I can pretend to be an emo poet. HAH! I feel like I'm home for a while. Well, my room has a better view, a more comfortable sit, a wider view, bigger space, but well, anything goes.

I think bao can draw really well? Yup. Post up pictures later.

Been pondering about rather serious stuff. Haha. Yes. My one brain cell at work. Oh well, but as usual, you can't conclude much, so fuck it.

It's been an excited two days. Ordered trexis, getting my mudman soon(!!!!), gotten the long awaited ringtone. I'm all in all happy. Can't wait for wednesday. Getting my tattoo, nah not so soon, pretty broke lately. Guess I'll get the design out first.

A million things on my mind. I can't wait to get rid of them. Kill yourself today. BANG! You shot me down.

Been thinking, everyone says they think a lot. So if everyone thinks as much, does that make it not so much? I don't think I think a lot, so I pulled the average down? What is thinking too much? Everyone thinks they think a lot when they're down, why? Why the phenomenon? I think about cloud castles all the time, think lesser when I'm depressed, never thought of thinking when I'm happy. Gees, no wonder people think they think a lot. I just don't think, do I? Haha. How am I ever gonna pass that analytical paper called my art history paper? Cherryn just messaged me if abstraction is synonymous. Word?

Everytime something similar happens, it keeps hitting me back to my square one. Is that good? Is moving back a sign of growing up? Killing the rebel in me? Am I still too childish to understand? I think I still sound like a regular kid. All these, they're not for me.

Sigh.

Let's escape to somewhere I know.

kylie minogue ~ i believe in you