maquiller

2006-08-01T04:38:00.000-07:00

suddenly, the internet does not offer anything for me anymore. i switch on the computer. first, i log on to friendster to receive testimonials that i expect after sending off billions to my friends. accept accept accept decline. and then, i go to only ONE person's blog to read up her entries. i don't even bother going to the rest. & afterwhich i don't even know what the hell to do. i begin to ask myself, "why did i switch on this shithole in the 1st place?" to get sucked into its lure only to find myself unprepared for tomorrow's events?

i think what my mother said in the first place was true. blogging doesn't do any good for me. maybe it has, in some way or another. but speaking long-term, i'm not so sure if it's been more of an enjoyment or more of a "running away from reality" case. the sad truth is, most of the recent entries have been more to the latter.

it's the common tests now, & i'm not the type to switch myself off to hardcore NERD MODE and avoid all forms of civilisation/communication media/whatever shit you want just because i supposedly need to study. because i can never study one day without at least switching on the computer. this has been a habit since primary school. i can't just change, right?

but i think changing has to happen, because suddenly the chemistry the computer & i use to share has been dissipating more & more. it's like your little mudpie romance that went halfway bad because the mudpie tasted a little too sweet.

think about it this way. if what mothers tell you to do has been keeping you alive for 14 years and counting, would you want to do anything to break her heart? i don't know. i just feel awkward doing something that she doesn't want me to do anymore.

no more blogging for me, sir. and even if i do, it'll be on livejournal. so i don't have to embarass myself after making this long-ass speech. and because livejournal's ALWAYS so much cooler.

excuse myself. :)

2006-07-27T21:51:00.000-07:00

You Are a Learning Cook

You've got the makings of an excellent cook, and the desire to be one.
But right now, you're just lacking the experience. You couldn't be a top chef yet, but you could be an apprentice.

Are You A Good Cook?

You Are Speed Skating

You're motivated, aggressive, and willing to work hard to win.
You have what it takes to be hell on skates!

What Winter Sport Are You?

You Are 79% Indie

You're a very indie person, and admit it, you look down a little on people who strive to be normal.
You'll indulge in a little mainstream pop culture every now and then. But for you, anything not indie is a guilty pleasure!

How Indie Are You?

Your Inner European is French!

Smart and sophisticated.
You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so.

Who's Your Inner European?

You Are 62% Vain

You're a little vain, but you also work hard for your good looks.
Just remember, everyone knows you are a total hottie. You don't have to remind them.

How Vain Are You?

You Have Your Sarcastic Moments

While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.
In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!
And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.
Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.

How Sarcastic Are You?

OK DONE BYE! I'M HEADING FOR THAT DREADFUL SPEECH DAY. *groan*

2006-07-25T05:32:00.000-07:00

2006-07-24T06:42:00.000-07:00

i'm not too sure exactly why i'm having this puny little space. im not even sure whats up with the layout. it doesnt make much sense. i want this to be a little place where i put my pointless surveyish thingers, but yeah. ive decided to make an update on my MORMON-ic life. since i cant resist the irresistable lure of talking nonstop to the public.

i have long given up with the internet. instead, i am trying to reconcile ties with the reading world, and the massive library i have at home. it mainly consists of old books with yellowing pages, but no matter. i have visited 2 booksales in within 3 months, and that has cost me hundreds of dollars, but i haven't touched a single book to read. so now, i am going to concentrate on READING rather than spitting out crap on blogs. which is what im doing now. but not for long. because in a few mins i shall be gone to read my library books.

& yes. this will remain pretty much void of my pointless ramblings, but rather SURVEYS AND QUIZZES which shall be the basically all you'll ever get, you scheming voyeur.

i am down with a slight fever, so wish me luck will ya bitches? i hope i can go to school tomorrow to wear my newly-acquired hoops and jiggle my fats in physics class. im not so sure why ijust said that.

goodbye.

EDIT!

i have just popped the evil paracetemol pill. the little ones labelled as extra, only i don't think they're much of a difference. i've always preferred their pink counterparts, those little suckers you ingest when you feel like a gecko's swirling around your uterus at the time of the month.

so yeah, i basically have to go to sleep. but i don't want to. because im nt too sure if i'm missing any awesome documentaries on national geographic OR travelliving. and yeah, i don't mind missing laguna beach but it would be kickass to see those preps whining about hair sticking to their lipgloss. and i would just cry if i missed project runway. like that old guy always says, MAKE IT WORK! hahaha i swear i watch the show just to see him say tt.

& even though i know who wins already, it's still quite cool to see people sticking little patches of grass to fabric. and people pricking themselves hard on the finger. this is the sadistic juliet you don't often see in me. and yeah, the novelty runs out after awhile.

i swear i can feel somebody spying on me. i shall stop here.

oh yeah. i downloaded a gabijillion tracks off limewire, but right now it's being a retard and not responding. i will give up on it someday, i swear.

DON'T YOU SHIVER!

2006-07-24T06:23:00.000-07:00

If a movie was made out of your life, what would the soundtrack be like?

So here's how it works, hunnies.

Opening Credits: Autobiography - Ashlee Simpson

Waking Up: No Phone - Cake

Falling In Love: Hey Baby - No Doubt

Fight Scene: Bang, Bang - Nancy Sinatra

Breaking Up: Time is Running Out - Muse

Make-up: Downtown - Tegan & Sara

Secret Love: Secret - Maroon 5

Life's Okay: Four left Feet - The Ditty Bop's

Mental Breakdown: Diamond Mind - Rasputina

Driving: I Miss You Love - Silverchair

Flashbacks: Lazy Gun - Jet

Happy Dance: Elevators - Hot Hot Heat

Regretting: Lonely for Her - Jack's Mannequin

Long Night Alone: Creep - Radiohead

Sex Scene: Look of Love - Diana Krall during the real thing and um. Need More Time - The Epoxies during sizzling foreplay.

GAY Sex Scene: Dirty Little Secret - All American Rejects

Being Bored in Summer: Y Control - Yeah Yeah Yeah's

Thrift Store Shopping: Plenty of Paper - Eisley

Eating Ice Cream: Your Magic is Working - Of Montreal

Beach Volleyball: Geek in the Pink - Jason Mraz

Climbing a Mountain: The Dope - The Dandy Warhols

Final Battle: Tiny Little Fractures - Snow Patrol

Death Scene: Christopher Lydon - Dresden Dolls

Final Ending: Keep Swinging - Pedro the Lion

Ending Credits: Don't Dream its Over - Sixpence none the Richer

2006-07-24T05:53:00.000-07:00

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