my happy place?

i learnt a lot. so thank you.

heroes and theives

he's there in the dark
he waits in the wings
he's gotta play a part
trouble is a friend
yeah, trouble is a friend
of mine

what's with my disgrace?

It's like, you're all happy and elated and floating on candy-floss clouds when suddenly BANG! Life throws a freaking curve ball. Only imagine it's all fiery with flaming daggers shooting out of it. So you can't help but get shish-kebabed right down to your fluffy pink (keeping in theme with the candy-floss) socks. And they were very nice socks too, all things considered.

I should have listened but I was much too happy. Gah. And this happens just as I'm starting to drive well. Hello, Independence. Here I am, waving enthusiastically. But wait... I need you not anymore.

Right now, I feel like locking myself in my room and watching The Grudge. Because you can't survive Japanese evil. You can, Samara. So that's not so much fun.

I miss M and T
:(

teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red

I thought this was gorgeous. Also, balloons make me happy. :)

a foxtrot above my head

I'm still groggy. Going to bed late and waking up late does that to me.

I have my registration tomorrow. Yup. It's that soon. Everything seems so final, y'know? Like at 8.00 tomorrow morning the rest of my life is pretty much set for me. I still don't know if this is what I want. But then again I'm not really sure about anything (ever) so I figured I should just go into it whole heartedly.

How cool would it be to be a witch doctor? =p The Princess and the Frog is coming out later this year. In December, me thinks. I can't wait. Disney hasn't come up with a princess movie in ages. Then next year there's Rapunzel to look forward too. I downloaded a copy of the Grimm's Fairy Tales. Apparently it's a direct translation of the original but blah... it's boring. I always imagined (somewhat romantically... and stupidly) that it would be sort of darker... creepier, maybe. It's not.

I really want to find a book of fairy tales like that described in John Connolly's The Book of Lost Things. Where the princess is captured by a warlock and made to dance for him every night until she dies. Only she comes back as a ghost and haunts him till he kills himself. That's even better than The Twelve Dancing Princesses, which was my favourite story when I was younger.

What happened to Linda Bergkvist? When is she going to publish her book?

how they danced in the courtyard

So yesterday I went shopping with Za. We spent like, hours taking off and putting on clothes and had some of the most interesting conversation meanwhile. Of paedophilic tendencies, Sarawak&Sicily, waxing, underwear, J&A, cousins, friends and er, more. Lots more but my mind seems to be drawing a blank right now. We agree on practically everything... except music. We also happen to have the same skinny ankles and similar (horrible) taste in boys.

An hour before we had to ciao home we found these adorable turquoise sorta flapper-y dresses. So we bought one each. And we'll probably wear them before she has to leave. Not out of the house or anything but just to take pictures for memories. =p

Oh my. It is HARD being vegetarian in Malaysia. But I only have until Sunday. :)

the fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes

Oh yeah baby.

Jubilation was immediate
Happiness is forth
Celebration is imminent

And the bast part? I'll be celebrating with all my bestiest best friends.

Life is good. Even Snape's happy.

Well, kinda. He hasn't been told.

Now he knows.
Slanj!