my constant craving to be at a beach may have led to the following dream:

: at some form of summer camp but no beaches. only swimming pools. and i didn't know how to swim. whilst walking around one day, a fat frog lifted me up and attempted to throw me into the deep end of the pool and i  was pulled back down again. my camera didn't work for some reason and the flash was broken so therefore no pictures. also acquired two pairs of shoes. a brown pair, and a white pair with printed roses on them. they were both quite nice. :

received my first birthday card a couple of days ago! woo hoo! unbirthdays are sooo fun!

listen to clouddead.

: went to skoob books which didn't look like skoob and the owner was on holiday. but the owner was raj and raj doesn't own skoob. (i think he's in charge of silverfish?) anyways, there wasn't anything i was particularly interested in and the postcards on sale were crap. suddenly, the entrance turned into a supermarket and i was with mother and mother told me to get a huge jar of tomato paste. later on, i saw myself with a major breakout on my face and it was horrible. :

thankfully it was just a dream.
i am alright and look alright. almost.

listen to hot hot heat.

(when they had the old vocalist who couldn't sing.)

: hung out at a christian cemetery. and there was a wedding at the same time. it was my cousin's. but only her mom and brother were present. no sign of the groom nor her dad. and they were taking pictures at that cemetery and when i managed to get a top view, i noticed all the graves were arranged in a heart shape. and blood spewed everywhere everytime a body was buried. :

that's just fuckin' crazy.

listen to: rem

: (i) went to some family's house at somerset hill (?!) and their pet chihuaha kept tagging after me wherever i went. (ii) had a haircut and i was stuck with an old school uniform from the 80s. :

fickle fickle fickle you are.

listen to buck 65.

on the night of may 08 2005

: me and mother in a room and it's circling. circling around us. and mother's brother was on the floor or in the floor and it's constantly constantly...circling. and...pow! i caught it with my bare hands. and stepped on it. and squished it really hard. bees can be good. bees can also be bad. :

on the night of may 06 2005

(a) walking with mother along the beach. everything was calm. everything was serene. like it used to. like how i liked it.

(b) received a light saber but it came in a form of a square tinker toy. and there were 3 keys and with any combination upon hitting them, the tune would be that of the opening theme of the movie that made the original light saber popular. yes indeed.


sometimes. i don't want to remember.
but playback wasn't invented without a reason.

and the jitters....the jitters are still there.
ya know?

listen : fischerspooner 'cloud'

: photographs in old classrooms. :

unnecessary nostalgia.

music has been: man or astroman?, telefon tel aviv and tommy page.

p.s. kepada para muslimin dan muslimat, selamat menyambut maulidun nabi. wassalam.

: shopping adventures resulted in a package consisting first press e.t tshirt (size : youth large), an e.t. mug and a video of some 80s b-grade movie with guest appearances by julie doirion. (wtf?) the store i got said package also had loads of 1950s postcards with feminist themes but i wasn't interested, naturally. :



listen to the beastie boys.