singapore was interesting to say the least. i couldn't sleep the three nights i was there. i'm not sure if it was the tatami mattress. or i was just too exhausted and upset. or maybe it was just me. and maybe it's all three. so no dreams from singapore that i can recall as bascially i kept waking up almost every hour on the hour. no fun.

as for the exams, i did okay on all. so go me.

the past week dreams have been about trains. train journeys. and such.

and this afternoon i had a weird one about going round to this guy's place. it was made out of bricks. maybe he was in my mind subconciously the whole day or something. i don't know.

apart from all those, i have been an ill bastard. un-go me.

listening to electronica. because it's good during this time of the day.

: went to some place to watch a nirvana special/documentary. then left midway to go to 7-eleven. the vending machine was stuck with coins and whatnots and then suddenly a shitload of money kept pouring out. and i had to take it and place it in a microwave and then vend again for my soy milk. it was a huge carton. then i took the money that was sitting in the microwave and gave it to the dude at the counter. [i even have ethics in my dreams! i'm such the wuss.] then there was this gathering in the middle of a lake. like the kids were sitting on these stools around a table and if they got off the stools, they'd be swimming around... am i making sense? anyways, there were all these girls getting off their stools and when they were in the water, they started removing their bikinis. quite strange and erotic. next scene shifts to me in a garden somewhere and there was this huge tv screen on a building and they were showing a linkin park special. i turn around and chester bennington is next to me, covering his face and saying "oh my god....i can't believe i'm in that band..." hrm. whatever. :

i didn't fail that exam i talked about. hooray. however, i am waiting on 2 more results and it's freakin' killin' me.
going to singapore this thursday. back on sunday.

listening to: ordination of aaron, dear diary i seem to be dead, i would set myself on fire for you.

: failed one of my exams. a 43%. that was an absolute nightmare. then had to go back to high school to sit for a maths paper. double nightmare. :

back aches no more. huzzah.

eight thirty in the morning and i am listening to the apoplexy twist orchestra.
wake up everyone.

: this building called sprayworks. an old school repainted red. supposedly some fancy place for medical students or some sort. :
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: mother was ordered to chop up cats butcher style. but i told her not to cut off the paws. the bastard can do it himself. :
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my back aches like no other.

sound: mirah, sterling silver.

pathetic. static. accoustic.

i am in love with your eyes.
damn you.

she listens to: dear diary i seem to be dead, underoath, clikatat ikatowi (live) and cassandra.