the king

this is total bullshit.

people have no heart or respect. disgusting.

http://thesuperficial.com/2009/07/michael_jackson.php

hard day's night

gone like yesterday
high like heaven
strong like music
slow like honey

- fiona apple

'crafty'

someone stab me. right there in the jugular.

goddamn fever is giving me such an awful headache, i'm better off pounding my head in with a sledgehammer. i'm 17. i feel 70.

oh friends, i can drive now. legally. the test went well. the officer was nice. too nice. it pissed me off. the bugger had his hand on the handbrakes the entire time. asshole.

i should go easy on the refined sugars and carbohydrates. shit.
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may: so is dinner on the house?

drey: no no! its in the restaurant!

lather rinse repeat

loved the rat pack week! though i prefer muse's rendition of feeling good compared to adam's. mm, matt belamy.

thesis. assignments. i want sleep! damnit.
which i didn't get much of the past week. or ever. i'm so out of it everyday. i woke up monday morning thinking it was wednesday. which is today! fml.

so i watched the unborn with kristy a few nights back and it sucked. no, gary oldman didn't make it any bettah. oh irony of ironies - the mirrors, the exorcism crap, the freaky kid. don't. watch.

i'm poppin chocolate cupcakes like pills. time to study up a storm!

helter skelter

right, earrrth day. go plant a tree!

no go plant a tree at louise's house. she'll like that cause its her birthday today! WOO.

today is not cool. heck i thought i lost my damn purse cause i have this tendency to putting it everywhere but where its supposed to be = bag. second, i spent all night typing out my thesis outline only to leave it on the printing tray. omagad i think the weather is screwing with my brain.


hello!

world war II, anyone?

all nonsense

oh thank god they saved matt last week. and i'm sick of the bangs i'm sportin. oh grow out quick!

nothing kills the buzz of a good week like a cold. christ i'm finding more bumps and bruises all over but i don't know where i got them from.

well, syaira turned 18 this week! epic house party with 10 minute fireworks, hot crowds and rock band. i don't have blog-worthy photos cause my camera is all retarded. note to self: get new camera

here's a couple i managed to salvage (and some shameless name dropping throughout) :

kickass view on the hanging deck.

with liz, deanna, elia.

i'll update more on the party in an independent post cause the photos are just too awful. so i went to my first get together with the college mates for some good ol' bbq at jude's.

ellis and drey at the piazza. and zairin of course!

audrey aurora. sounds like some stage name don't it? but yeah, that's her name. cool right? :D oh also, these are drey's photos from her canon ixus. omagad compare with the previous ones - no competition. i want a canon. or a nikon. :(

we had smoked lamb and chicken enough to feed a small country & rounds of chor tai ti. super laid back.

that's jude and wai ling (i think that's how you spell it; sorry!). omagad this girl, don't be fooled. she's all sweet and angelic but she will whoop your ass at cards. no joke.

that's me - all happy. :D

mucho fun. ellis got me hooked on metric's help i'm alive - here.

shake your bacon

so i'm a fussy uptight cow. i deal.

sunday lunch at backofen, hartamas. the chocolate cake we had was freakin ambrosia! yum. walked around, got wet again(damn rain) but i did manage to get a pair of 4.5 inch killer heels. beware ugly little kitten heels. and crocs! omagad how vile are those things.

no offense to you croc-lovers and kitten heel girls, of course.

here have a sandwich.

dinner last night was entertaining and mortifying at the same time. i don't think i've ever heard the word 'imperial' repeated in one conversation that much. EVER. hahaha!

word of the day: portobello mushrooms!