: someone adopted a new cat and i was none too happy. a trip to melbourne which didn't feel like melbourne at all. and i nicked lots of boring postcards. mostly with pictures of penguins. took the same train as paul mccartney. but the train looked more like the titanic. hung out with the muppets (which was really freaky). and learning ventriloquism skills from the two grumpy old men. :
rem rocks.
Thursday, April 22, 2004
: let me slash your wrists he said. levez vos skinny fists comme antennas to heaven! walking in circles. reciting numbers numbers numbers. and then bang!:
heart pounds.
the throat screams for moisture.
this is almost turning into a habit.
now return to hibernation.
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happy earth day earthizens!
and many happy returns of the day to nadra casha.
i wish i was there. *schmoo face and whines*
your traditional present.
enjoy! =)
xxx
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heart pounds.
the throat screams for moisture.
this is almost turning into a habit.
now return to hibernation.
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happy earth day earthizens!
and many happy returns of the day to nadra casha.
i wish i was there. *schmoo face and whines*
your traditional present.
enjoy! =)
xxx
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Wednesday, April 21, 2004
venue: ward 269, dsh.
night of 19.04.04
: (I) a traditional malay wedding taking place in a kampung house. the location is seremban. (not too sure and cannot remember.) the wedding was kinda weird. there were lots of ‘funny’ rituals and instead of the groom waiting for the bride, there was a picture of the groom in a photoframe instead.
: (II) father talking to mother about finances and he looked rather grim too. our house had a long corridor and the ceiling lights were glaring brightly. it took me a while to find the switches and i realized the main switch was right under my nose and that abled me to switch the lights off. :
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listening to sense field’s ‘one on the other side’ on repeat mode.
some would like to think it is a x’tian song but it’s not.
sounds more satanic come to think of it. (metaphorically speaking. but of course.)
night of 19.04.04
: (I) a traditional malay wedding taking place in a kampung house. the location is seremban. (not too sure and cannot remember.) the wedding was kinda weird. there were lots of ‘funny’ rituals and instead of the groom waiting for the bride, there was a picture of the groom in a photoframe instead.
: (II) father talking to mother about finances and he looked rather grim too. our house had a long corridor and the ceiling lights were glaring brightly. it took me a while to find the switches and i realized the main switch was right under my nose and that abled me to switch the lights off. :
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listening to sense field’s ‘one on the other side’ on repeat mode.
some would like to think it is a x’tian song but it’s not.
sounds more satanic come to think of it. (metaphorically speaking. but of course.)
Sunday, April 18, 2004
Wednesday, April 14, 2004
trip 13.04.04 23:00hrs the waterfront
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the location cannot get anymore perfect. a definite tie with the motorway. while both venues are extreme opposites of each other, there is that exact feeling of being at ease and completely free from everything. two worlds merging into each other. surrealism serenity. we heard them singing and this was followed by conversations of old school animations and confectionery. grins and giggles.
"...wipe that smirk of your face child..."
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the location cannot get anymore perfect. a definite tie with the motorway. while both venues are extreme opposites of each other, there is that exact feeling of being at ease and completely free from everything. two worlds merging into each other. surrealism serenity. we heard them singing and this was followed by conversations of old school animations and confectionery. grins and giggles.
"...wipe that smirk of your face child..."
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Tuesday, April 13, 2004
trip 13.04.04 1700hours or so
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unlike sunday where it was floating. this was a giant sized needle shooting up from my gut and stabbing my heart. and my neck fell back...the tradition of feeling my tongue roll backwards. and this time the skin from my palm peeling......and my throat throbbing...fucking ace. to top it off, 'psychic hearts' was playing in the background and it was drizzling outside. nice.
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unlike sunday where it was floating. this was a giant sized needle shooting up from my gut and stabbing my heart. and my neck fell back...the tradition of feeling my tongue roll backwards. and this time the skin from my palm peeling......and my throat throbbing...fucking ace. to top it off, 'psychic hearts' was playing in the background and it was drizzling outside. nice.
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are you living or are you existing?
are you existing or are you living?
are you breathing just because it was given to you?
or are you breathing because you want to?
are you even grateful? or do you even fucking care at all?
the world is an ugly place to live in.
the world is a mother fucking ugly place to exist in.
i mean it this time.
FUCK ALL OF YOU!!!
armageddon now.
are you existing or are you living?
are you breathing just because it was given to you?
or are you breathing because you want to?
are you even grateful? or do you even fucking care at all?
the world is an ugly place to live in.
the world is a mother fucking ugly place to exist in.
i mean it this time.
FUCK ALL OF YOU!!!
armageddon now.