... that you hadn't seen some things.
Well, my morning has been fucked by simply looking at something.
It's crushing.
And feels like deja vu.
FUCK.
Sometimes, it feels like no matter what you do, you lose in the end.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
I hate this.
And now I have to rush to school when I don't feel like it at all now.
Maybe, I'll leave halfway.
Or something.
We'll see.
Monday, June 07, 2010
Sunday, June 06, 2010
>>> On the Fourth Day...
… the Frost.
And the title has nothing to do whatsoever with anything at all.
Really.
It was just something that I read somewhere, once many years ago. I think it was when I was in Aussie... and it has something to do with Shakespeare. I'll have to look it up sometime.
It got your attention, though, didn't it?
ANYWAYS...
I'm currently sitting in Takezo's car while we're heading back to his place to finish up assignments.
It's been a very eventful, and quite painful-slash-traumatizing [to be honest], past two weeks. Still somewhat reeling, still recovering and still a little angry. However, I'm taking everything in my stride.
I'll survive and be alright.
After all, it's my choice, ain't it?
So, I choose the path I wish to walk, regardless of the thorns along the way. The only way out is death, and that's never been an option. I know where I want to go and I'm walking along the way I want to go.
So, here we go, onwards and upwards, scaling and clearing the obstacle-like titanic mountains in our way.
With a fecking nuclear-powered mega-bazooka of epic proportions to blast it out of the way. HA!
It's been a tiring past week, but good, in ways. Even with the late nights, staying up with friends till almost five in the morning. At least, I'm getting sleep since no one wakes me till about 12ish, possibly past one in the afternoon.
Wednesday brought a glimmer of hope that something will work out for the best, though it was one of the hardest things that I'd ever had to do. I just pray that time really will help and heal all things.
Thursday brought some joy since Purple was thinking of me, having thought of something that may help me out of a certain situation. If only what she suggested was allowed. Oh, well. But it's the thought that counts, in more ways than one. Stayed out late with Takezo at his crib, trying to finish my schoolwork, but kept stalling and ended up providing some quick help to Takezo on some portions of his school work.
Friday was pretty much more of the same, waking up late, surfing Facebook and chatting with friends over the phone. Ate pretty well, too. Angel and Dubis have been amazing friends, as they've always been, being HUGE pillars of support. Just like Takezo and Katstep. Funny how some of my support happens to come from married couples who are seriously committed to each other. Oh, well, carrying on...
Saturday was the BOMB. Slacked at home when I wasn't doing household chores, which was pretty good. Still thinking of how to install games on my laptop, though, I'd love to play FPSes and stuff on it. Heh. But I digress.
Since Mr Potato's heading off to Melbourne on a permanent basis next Sunday, Dubis and Angel held a farewell party at their crib for him. It was a small affair, being just Angel, Dubis, Potato, Whitewolf and myself. It was awesome, Angel having cooked so much food that we basically polished off in a small percentage of the time that she took to cook them! Bloody delicious, honestly. We proceeded to have a couple of drinks, of the alcoholic persuasion. Hee!! Awesome stuff while watching Kick-Ass, which was bloody dumb at some points, with a somewhat cliché ending. Still good stuff, since the geek gets the popular girl in the end. I am a geek, after all.
Takezo and Katstep picked me up later on, and I hung out with them for quite a while. Learnt some distressing news, too, which has me declaring undying enmity to Katstep's horrible family. Do not ask me what they've done, it's a long, terrible list. -___-
Ended up listening to Takezo vent, which is a good thing since it's better than holding it all in. And got to play a bit on the PS3, too, which was awesome.
Oh, and I learned that it's never a good thing to let your thoughts wander while shaving. Why, you may ask?
Well... I sliced a small bit of skin off of my chin-slash-jawline. OWCH.
Which brings us to today.
I'm no longer in Takezo's car, having left his place a while ago. Now, I'm stuck being up to finish up my assignments which are due in tomorrow.
Today has been rather strange, but I've got through it and I finally ate at Botak Jones today. Their Massive burger is AMAZING. Like freaking A-MAZING!!!
Seriously.
Many thanks to Takezo and Katstep once again for dinner!
Unfortunately, a part of my spectacles snapped off this morning when I was wiping it... ah, well, looks like Purple gets one of her wishes since she's wanted me to get a new one for a while now, haha! Have to do it tomorrow, and just hope that I can make it to the shop in time after class!
Anyway, time is ticking. It may go slowly when you don't want it to, but it doesn't wait for anyone, so I gotta hammer away at my schoolwork before I run out of time and energy.
Laters, Gaters.
And the title has nothing to do whatsoever with anything at all.
Really.
It was just something that I read somewhere, once many years ago. I think it was when I was in Aussie... and it has something to do with Shakespeare. I'll have to look it up sometime.
It got your attention, though, didn't it?
ANYWAYS...
I'm currently sitting in Takezo's car while we're heading back to his place to finish up assignments.
It's been a very eventful, and quite painful-slash-traumatizing [to be honest], past two weeks. Still somewhat reeling, still recovering and still a little angry. However, I'm taking everything in my stride.
I'll survive and be alright.
After all, it's my choice, ain't it?
So, I choose the path I wish to walk, regardless of the thorns along the way. The only way out is death, and that's never been an option. I know where I want to go and I'm walking along the way I want to go.
So, here we go, onwards and upwards, scaling and clearing the obstacle-like titanic mountains in our way.
With a fecking nuclear-powered mega-bazooka of epic proportions to blast it out of the way. HA!
It's been a tiring past week, but good, in ways. Even with the late nights, staying up with friends till almost five in the morning. At least, I'm getting sleep since no one wakes me till about 12ish, possibly past one in the afternoon.
Wednesday brought a glimmer of hope that something will work out for the best, though it was one of the hardest things that I'd ever had to do. I just pray that time really will help and heal all things.
Thursday brought some joy since Purple was thinking of me, having thought of something that may help me out of a certain situation. If only what she suggested was allowed. Oh, well. But it's the thought that counts, in more ways than one. Stayed out late with Takezo at his crib, trying to finish my schoolwork, but kept stalling and ended up providing some quick help to Takezo on some portions of his school work.
Friday was pretty much more of the same, waking up late, surfing Facebook and chatting with friends over the phone. Ate pretty well, too. Angel and Dubis have been amazing friends, as they've always been, being HUGE pillars of support. Just like Takezo and Katstep. Funny how some of my support happens to come from married couples who are seriously committed to each other. Oh, well, carrying on...
Saturday was the BOMB. Slacked at home when I wasn't doing household chores, which was pretty good. Still thinking of how to install games on my laptop, though, I'd love to play FPSes and stuff on it. Heh. But I digress.
Since Mr Potato's heading off to Melbourne on a permanent basis next Sunday, Dubis and Angel held a farewell party at their crib for him. It was a small affair, being just Angel, Dubis, Potato, Whitewolf and myself. It was awesome, Angel having cooked so much food that we basically polished off in a small percentage of the time that she took to cook them! Bloody delicious, honestly. We proceeded to have a couple of drinks, of the alcoholic persuasion. Hee!! Awesome stuff while watching Kick-Ass, which was bloody dumb at some points, with a somewhat cliché ending. Still good stuff, since the geek gets the popular girl in the end. I am a geek, after all.
Takezo and Katstep picked me up later on, and I hung out with them for quite a while. Learnt some distressing news, too, which has me declaring undying enmity to Katstep's horrible family. Do not ask me what they've done, it's a long, terrible list. -___-
Ended up listening to Takezo vent, which is a good thing since it's better than holding it all in. And got to play a bit on the PS3, too, which was awesome.
Oh, and I learned that it's never a good thing to let your thoughts wander while shaving. Why, you may ask?
Well... I sliced a small bit of skin off of my chin-slash-jawline. OWCH.
Which brings us to today.
I'm no longer in Takezo's car, having left his place a while ago. Now, I'm stuck being up to finish up my assignments which are due in tomorrow.
Today has been rather strange, but I've got through it and I finally ate at Botak Jones today. Their Massive burger is AMAZING. Like freaking A-MAZING!!!
Seriously.
Many thanks to Takezo and Katstep once again for dinner!
Unfortunately, a part of my spectacles snapped off this morning when I was wiping it... ah, well, looks like Purple gets one of her wishes since she's wanted me to get a new one for a while now, haha! Have to do it tomorrow, and just hope that I can make it to the shop in time after class!
Anyway, time is ticking. It may go slowly when you don't want it to, but it doesn't wait for anyone, so I gotta hammer away at my schoolwork before I run out of time and energy.
Laters, Gaters.
Saturday, May 08, 2010
>>> Self-hate...
... is dangerous.
So is self-loathing.
Which amounts to roughly the same thing, doesn't it?
And I pretty much hate myself right now since I can't seem to do anything right. Or, at this present moment, it feels that way.
And the stress over school, my school assignments-cum-assessments, the search for a part-time job, the upcoming sale of my home [of the last 14 years], my need to find a place to live and my girlfriend is eating away at me and causing mad insecurity.
At least, I'm aware of it. I just wish that I knew how to deal with it. Not that I'm not trying. It just sucks how lost and confused I am at the moment and how much of a jackass that I feel I am.
Will things ever get better???
F***.
I dunno.
Sigh.
Laters, Gaters.
So is self-loathing.
Which amounts to roughly the same thing, doesn't it?
And I pretty much hate myself right now since I can't seem to do anything right. Or, at this present moment, it feels that way.
And the stress over school, my school assignments-cum-assessments, the search for a part-time job, the upcoming sale of my home [of the last 14 years], my need to find a place to live and my girlfriend is eating away at me and causing mad insecurity.
At least, I'm aware of it. I just wish that I knew how to deal with it. Not that I'm not trying. It just sucks how lost and confused I am at the moment and how much of a jackass that I feel I am.
Will things ever get better???
F***.
I dunno.
Sigh.
Laters, Gaters.
Friday, May 07, 2010
>>> Headaches and migraines...
... split my head asunder.
And where do these stupid bundles of wondrous pain come from?
I have absolutely no idea.
They strike from out of nowhere, the sneaky li'l commando-like bastards.
For example, I could be standing on the train, minding my own bloody business when, suddenly, my cranium will feel like it's been forcefully chucked into the torturous squeeze of a vice.
Like right about now...
*sighs in frustration*
... I have so much [school]work to do and this has to happen now.
I do not want to take painkillers because if I do, my tolerance will just build and I'll have to switch to stronger ones. And mine are pretty strong as they are. I wonder how my liver is holding up against those pills?
Does this kinda thing happen to YOU? At all? Ever?
Lemme know, aiight?
*exhales slowly*
Well, back to work...
But before I go, a HUGE SHOUT-OUT OF MASSIVE THANKS TO MY MAN LOUIS FOR PASSING ME THE HIFANA TRACKS. YOU'RE A SAINT, MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!
... Laters, Gaters!
Peace!
And where do these stupid bundles of wondrous pain come from?
I have absolutely no idea.
They strike from out of nowhere, the sneaky li'l commando-like bastards.
For example, I could be standing on the train, minding my own bloody business when, suddenly, my cranium will feel like it's been forcefully chucked into the torturous squeeze of a vice.
Like right about now...
*sighs in frustration*
... I have so much [school]work to do and this has to happen now.
I do not want to take painkillers because if I do, my tolerance will just build and I'll have to switch to stronger ones. And mine are pretty strong as they are. I wonder how my liver is holding up against those pills?
Does this kinda thing happen to YOU? At all? Ever?
Lemme know, aiight?
*exhales slowly*
Well, back to work...
But before I go, a HUGE SHOUT-OUT OF MASSIVE THANKS TO MY MAN LOUIS FOR PASSING ME THE HIFANA TRACKS. YOU'RE A SAINT, MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!
... Laters, Gaters!
Peace!
Sunday, April 18, 2010
>>> ResistanceIsFutile:Remix-ver.10.4.18
HIFANA - NIKE MUSIC SHOES (AD)
HIFANA - Fresh Push Breakin' (PV)
Now, I so WANT one of these pairs of kicks. NiKE FREE RUN+, I think you'd help my running and possibly my love of Parkour, once I lose a few hundred pounds! XD
Oh, and does anyone have any of HiFANA's albums???
Laters, gators!
Peace out.
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