trying to keep track of my life
date: 1083106530
mood: shorter blonder better
listening to:u96 – love sees no color
aah stupid thingie crashed. twice!
perfection. i want everything to be perfect. why can’t that happen?
anyway.
this is what i feel like.
what do you think?
oh, and with my new haircut of course, not their … hair.
date: 1083197869
mood: prepared for the world
listening to:weezer – island in the sun
this is how i feel:
i’m clothing happy lately.
and the song keeps playing in my head.
hip, hip.
hip, hip.
i wore white pants, a 3/4 light beige jacket, and a striped white/beige cotton longsleeve zip up shirt. with a dark suede bag. and a light silky transparent scarf around my neck.
THATS RIGHT A SCARF!
err, yeah.
i just felt good. a girl can feel good, right?
i spoke to prof and ta. i learned stuff.
date: 1083255905
mood: blah
listening to:paul mauriat – alouette
credit for image goes to Steve Strawn
date: 1083307109
mood: so tired
listening to:ace of base – never gonna say i’m sorry
credit goes to a random result from google
date: 1083377339
mood: i don’t want to feel
listening to:our lady peace – is anybody home?
credit: GIS
date: 1083548628
mood: meditative
listening to:malcolm mclaren – about her, from kill bill 2
Buddy walked to the centre of the stage and, to Cliff’s amazement, just stood there looking down at his feet.
The cheering began to subside.
And then died away altogether. The huge hall was filled with the hush of hundreds of people holding their breath.
Buddy’s fingers moved.
He picked out three simple little chords.
And then he looked up.
‘Hello, Ankh-Morpork!’
Cliff felt the music rise up behind him and rush him forward into a tunnel of fire and sparks and excitement. He brought his hammers down. And it was Music With Rocks In.
date: 1083651992
mood: http://www.neimanmarcus.com/products/mp/F4-03L0_mp.jpg
listening to:malcolm mclaren – about her, from kill bill 2
i wonder if i’m prepared.
my days have been so mundane the past few days. with the slight interruptions for conversation with people other than [5 people who i always talk to], i studied, and ate. and slept. and that’s it.
it feels like im vegetating to a reading/eating/drinking/sleeping/studying/memorizing/reciting machine. very depressing.
i got new pretty shoes when i went with hesi this saturday for a clear-mind break. i need relaxation.
instead, i’m getting my wisdom teeth out, the day after tomorrow. tomorrow, evening, exam and wed may 5th 9am i have a wisdom teeth operation.
blah!
tell me wisdom teeth UNhorror stories. or horror stories if you’re someone whom i know. cause i’m freakin’ out man! i didn’t have ANY operations… like … none since a simple one at the age of 4.
my textbook used the word probe. tee-hee. that’s all. first coherent entry in a while.
date: 1083734428
mood: on a scale of 1 to 10, -100
listening to:rem – man on the moon (was playing on the radio now its in my head)
just letting you know.
don’t ask.
just tell me a … something nice. postive. cheery. anything really. a plus sign will do.
date: 1083913950
mood: http://www.parlux.com/notes-opac-w.htm
listening to:
okay so its fairly late but i FEEL that i’m getting better. today was so bad – i woke up totally hurting from the teeth and most of the day (up until 8pm or so) i felt like … Shit. you know. so bad, coudln’t get up, could barely move, weak etc.
anyway, around 8 i got some energy, then around 11 i felt like dying again (relaly really bad wave of feeling horrible) and around 1 i felt starving.
went upstairs to make scrambled eggs but all was asleep, so i was like … “nah, i’m not gonna put the effort into it now” i stole this pudding like thing my mom made for me. it came in perfectly useful for the moment – no effort and its sweet and non-chew-required-ab le.
anyway, i feel better. and i foud this perfume that makes me Happy. it was just lying on the kitchen counter and i totally love the smell. i wanna get it! and its the first perfume that makes me feel that way.
exceeept… no clue where to find it!
anyway, i’m done and out. i feel less painful yay!
date: 1084077991
mood:
listening to:
i’m eating sandwiches. well, no crust andit hurts like hell, and i think it made a part of my stich come out so it kinda hurts now, but i was so hungry.
i’m getting better exponentially. its really quite amazing. the first day felt like forever, so did the 2nd day, and today its almost normal, except its not.
apparently not eating makes you weak! who’d have thunk. i drank so much the past few days it freaks me out.
and yes, i caught up on my tv watching. except i don’t think i remember much as i was semi asleep most of the time.
good way to heal i guess.