heaven

i’m in heaven now.
seriously.

2 levels, 6k square ft.
huge ass home. free to wander about.
bar, 3 fridges, 2 living rooms, 5 rooms, huge ass bathrooms with both shower and hottub, walk in closet.

this place is amazing.

this is like, heaven in a funny place. ocean view too. and a dog to accompany me. what a good way to welcome 2009.

i left my specs at home. great. so now i’ve to wear contacts till i want to sleep.

decided to sleep downstairs. teeheeh more like a sleepover.
i promise pictures BUT the pics look so dead without human’s inside and i’m too shy *cough* to make people take pictures of me in every single part of the house.

this place is perfect for a house party i swear.

just afraid coco will come find me at night and disturb my sleep.
mmm dad said we’ll be shopping tomorrow.. wow. teehehehe.

am quite tired actually. so i might just miss the new years.
but nearby everyone’s singing and partying. haha.

was told we shouldn’t head out tonight cos crazy people actually jump onto your car, smash the screens and spray bubbles and foam. freaky.

mmm. yea i know this is damn boring. :/
i slept in the car all the way, didn’t know what time it was actually. but from about 5am to 1pm i was knocked out and muse was my bff all the way.

tamaya

dinner at tamaya = overdose of food.

biboo dragon drink!

look lookie!!

yayy! (=

we all had biboo’s to drink, and here’s my brother.

tamaya. this is what we sat in. hehe. booths.

first dish.
some egg with pork and below it is a heap of cabbage.
the sauce is takopachi sauce. (=

spicy roe spaghetti. it’s really nice too, except i didn’t eat the red eggy thing. it freaked me out.

ramen salad. shiock, again. the sauce is like sesame sauce (the jap brown one used with tofu). with lemon = heaven.

sticks of pork.

ebi tempura.

and there was chicken wings too i dno where it went too.
it was nice!
loved the ramen salad and spicy spaghetti. ^^

resolutions

so everyone’s havine resolutions, i figured i’d have some too. but wtheck, no one keeps all of them, so i wrote down a list, 1 i can keep, the other, well, chuck it.

those that i could keep.
1) snack on healthy stuff
2) lose 2 kg
3) be more independent
4) ease up on cussing
5) say ‘yes’ to something i would normally say no to once a week (meaning trying new stuff)
6) be cool. hah!
7) piano 3 times a week, whatever song, whatever time spent.

those i cant keep
1) stop snacking
2) run 3 times a week
3) lose 4 kg
4) be nice to stupid people
5) be patient. (this won’t budge.)
6) mix with those younger than me, freely.

yea that’s prolly ’bout it.

hole

will be hiding till sunday.
gotta run from all the festivals, they’re so over-rated.
and it’s probably another reason to remind myself ‘hello you’re a loser’

urgh.

shall leave you bb’s with this.

unbelievable.
think my bro would be the first to tell me if rpatty came to town. or maybe rainbow would, but whatever. rpatty’s hair is normal you guyyyzzz

sloth

was trying so hard to be a sloth in the morning, curling up and refusing to get out of bed.

i woke up at 7.45 am.
woo!
bring on the party homies!

yea i know so early.
slothed around, tossing in bed, rolling all over my pillows and blankets, with my bolster.

thought of so many things, which got my emotions and tugged real bad.
so i got out of bed at 9.
finally!
i don’t know how people can laze around in bed so much, and not feel trumatized, having back aches or being simply restless.

its 9.30. need to pack and clean my tanks.

ps: pudding and fluffy wuffy. woo!

breakfast

made breakfast for everyone. woo! french toast. ^^
i am on a roll i can’t help it.
well better start doing something or i’ll be rolling. boo to rolly polly!!

i can’t sleep.
need to pack.
am thinking of keeping books for wed night – saturday night.
4 nights, can they last?
at the rate i’m reading.
urgh.

*THINK CHAR THINK*

600 for 4 days max.

fustration

f21 magenta dress OOS OMFG I WAS FREAKING OUT T_T
ordered a red one BUT SOME BACK SMALL IS 00S ALSO
OMGWTFWTFWTFWTFFFFF.

hatehatehate.
-screams-

fuck.

i NEED to shop. need new clothes.
hate the weather thus spreeing but apparently i’m to make do with shitx.

fofofofofofofofofof makign no sense.
someoneeee share ur sentiments with me thanks.

tamaya for dinner wooots!
= bathing and dressing up and hopefully some walking.

crossing hurdles

today as i was walking, i thought of my past.
something i really missed a lot.

it happened really long ago, 10 yrs ago.
hurdles.
i wasn’t born a runner.
slow, lazy, nothing motivated me.
it was pure torture, running in circles without a point.
(thus, hate running till now)

but i remember enjoying hurdles a ton.
jumping around bars, at least it had a point, no?

i don’t know how it happened,
but fear soon grew and i got afraid to jump.
i remember coach jeffrey, bong, and of course, dennis. (= and some other really handsome guy lol.

i practically begged my coach to let me skip all the jumping. i stopped and bumped into the hurdles, unable to jump past them.
it got really bad i could only manage half hurdles for practise.

i pulled out of the nationals in the end.
would have never made it, anyway.

it’s just something i really miss a lot.
unlike church or the piano, i never got a second chance at it. to get over my fear.

probably the fear of falling.

and netball too,
i miss that, tonnes.

but people just have to kill what i love.
or maybe i wasn’t strong enough to fight by myself.

we’ve got eggs

french toast.
not a very imaginable supper ehh..

was just wanting to play in the kitchen as usual. :/ so yea 1 egg can be absorbed in one slice of bread. -beams-

it turned out real good in fact.
yea the bad part was chugging it down my tummy.

it tasted weirdly nice (considering egg = yuck and bread = not my friend) but the only problem was i wish someone could eat after i cooked.

i dont know i like the kitchen i just dont see myself eating. not what i cook anyway.

wow.

i actually spent hours on the piano. 5 hours in fact.
on one song. :/

didn’t even realise it and it was around 5.30 and i decided to make breakfast for the adults. (i dont know why i love cooking)

french toast. but there weren’t eggs.
so bro and i made pancakes instead. he made the batter super smooth haha while i flipped. (=

balithai at imm = expensive for a normal meal. but it satisfied my cravings.

plus now i have set up my wiring to my tv, and ta-dahhhh home theatre sort-of system with awesome bass (how much more can i love it? as in, bass)

byebye!