Saturday 31 October 2009

AFA 24-hour Pledge Broken at 7.30 + Interview/Speech at Eatz;

Dressed up as a dead ragdoll for Halloween in school;

Tired as fuckkk;

Gay people are fascinating.

They're kinder and girler than most girls (including me) are.

They're more passionate.

They know more about make-up and the like than I do (and I do know quite a bit, mind you).

They seem to have the ten times the capacity to love as compared with any other human being.

This gay 'species' is rather fascinating. Okay that was harsh. Calling them a species. I love gay people. But just for the record, drag queen gays are just creepy okay. Especially a certain one I've seen !!

Haha Moogs'll share the sentiments I'm sure.

Pappy

because oxygen is a drug
01:30

Tuesday 22 September 2009

Talk about weird dreams!

So I slept early-ish last night (at 11pm) cos I was pooped and although I had(and still have) a lot to study, I needed some shut-eye.

So off I drift into the world of sleep and who might I meet on this restful journey through the land of slumber but Mr. Michael Jackson (RIP)! So here I am lying in bed and he approaches me on what appears to be a cloud and hands me a packet of milo. Then, he goes, "If you plan on donating your hair for a cancer cause, you can have MY hair to use as a wig". Then he gives me that cheeky little smile he gave in his "Remember The Time'' video where he grins at the guards before spinning around and turning into a pile of golden sand.

Haha.

Seems like all this IB-ness is really getting to me.

*wonders if this time next year I will be checked into some psych ward somewhere*

Mpap

because oxygen is a drug
14:51

Thursday 13 August 2009

Happiness;

Happiness is a warm gun
Happiness is a warm gun, momma
When I hold you in my arms
And I feel my finger on your trigger
I know nobody can do me no harm

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun
Mother Superior jump the gun

xx,
Papsy

because oxygen is a drug
21:35

Monday 27 July 2009

Long Day

So today I wasted the entire day pretty much. Well not wasted per say. If I look at it from the educational point of view, I totally and completely wasted time. But if I look at it from the essential-retail-therapy point of view (which I would much rather), I exceeded expectation. Mum and I shopped till we dropped at Marina Square. We went out with the initial aim of buying a nice dress for me and to ‘browse around’ and we ended up not only with a nice dress, but 3 of them from Topshop, a big extremely colourfully printed Desigual shoulder bag, a skirt, three-quarters and a top from Topshop (again), ballet flats from Benetton (don’t know why I bought anything there) and a purple cardigan from Massimo Dutti. It was like an entire day of school minus the stress and the truckload of work.
But getting home at 8pm brought me back to the harsh reality that I had 7 biology lab reports to finish, English work, History work, math portfolio and homework ANDDD poetry analysis for TOK – which is also the reason I am still awake at 1.30 in the morning!!! 4 lab reports down, English to go. After that I doubt my body will be able to take it.

Hello eyebags, angry teachers and fucking annoying class.

xx,
Papsicles

because oxygen is a drug
01:31

Sunday 19 July 2009

How to die young, and slowly...

Birthday party's at home. Booyah!

xx

Pappy

because oxygen is a drug
01:47

Thursday 16 July 2009

How do I tell you?

How do I tell you what you already know
How do I tell you what plagues me so

I stand here feebly with an arrow and bow
I stand here not very sure of where to go

The guilt I feel knots my heart, leaves me low
The guilt I feel I simply cannot show

Nothing but a miracle can cure me that I know
Nothing but you and your love in tow

But suddenly I seem to know where to go
A new found strength overcomes me so
I pick up and ready my arrow and bow
And shoot it at you, at you my foe.

(The funniest and most childish thing I've ever written - and true enough I wrote it years ago and posted it after finding it on a thumbdrive. I wonder why I posted it. I am possibly in a silly mood. Or I am overcome with emo-ism and the like)

because oxygen is a drug
22:10

Tuesday 14 July 2009

So much in hate with myself

I hate everything and everyone and the more I try and avoid doing things or saying things I just do them and say them and that too void of any emotion. I would commit a heinous crime like Mr. Freeman did without ever showing my remorse. Then I would mask all my emotion behind the veneer of my imagination by escaping into the realm of books. I need a Daddy Clidell who will love and understand me, even if you happen to be non-male. I hate males. All of them can burn alive. I will soon commit arson, oh yes.

Yes IOP does get to you. But so do a lot of fucking other things.

Well I'm all ready for the most miserable 18th birthday EVER!

Eddie Vedder (my one true and most faithful and lasting love) - Long Nights

Have no fear
For when I'm alone
I'll be better off than I was before

I've got this light
I'll be around to grow
Who I was before
I cannot recall

Long nights allow me to feel...
I'm falling...I am falling
The lights go out
Let me feel
I'm falling
I am falling safely to the ground
Ah...

I'll take this soul that's inside me now
Like a brand new friend
I'll forever know

I've got this light
And the will to show
I will always be better than before

Long nights allow me to feel...
I'm falling...I am falling
The lights go out
Let me feel
I'm falling
I am falling safely to the ground

because oxygen is a drug
20:34