Life's a cookie.

dora the giant robot.

check out my lil advertisement for a friend under RANDOMS. support yeah people? where's the love.

merry christmas motha fuckaaaass.
whoops a little late.

Life's a cookie. | 30.12.06 |

a little more depth. and closer to vulnerability.

Fate or something better I could care less, just stay with me awhile.

when perfection becomes abnormal, deviant, unheard of or deemed inexistant. anomaly. and that nagging threat of paranoia from certain needs, wants and deprivation. love, the harder i fall the faster i run. dependance and vulnerability are prices i can't afford.

though catching the last train and endearing hugs after a hideously long day of work tempt me much.

Life's a cookie. | 12.12.06 |

" the vain pot " part six hundred and twenty four.

and some chick thought i was gothic.. let me make this very clear.

firstly i don't lable myself.
secondly the goth genre does not consist of simply:
- eyeliner
- a uncontrollable liking for black
- body art and piercings
- a strong belief that one is a werewolf or some other creature of the night
- a refusal to step out during the day
- being "weird"

because although i admit to being all of the above, to call me gothic would be an insult to the true goths of this planet. so please do not mar the name of these lovely, wonderful people.

and i shall remain vain and unlabled.

Life's a cookie. | 6.12.06 |

the kind of morning that lasts all afternoon.

they say a picture can say a thousand words. so here's a few thousand. and yes i am lazy to blog. =)

ciao.

Life's a cookie. | 27.11.06 |

breathe.

heh heh heh. i finally dragged my lazy ass to update. well.. i'm still unemployed.. its fuck shit hard to get a job.. DAMMIT. oh well.......... still looking. i'm broke as well.. hence the need for a job.. lemme see, what else can i complain about.

hahahaha.
life's been a tad bit less of a biatch lately.. so i'm in a hella good mood. unfortunately my sentosa accomplice is still unconcious.. so i'm stuck at home until she's awake.

hmmmmmmmmmmmm..

Life's a cookie. | 18.11.06 |

.. yet with emptiness that left an echo and footprints.

well.. everythings over.. exams.. and you know the rest.. maybe we're both just worn.. i honestly don't know.. i know perfectly well how i feel.. and i think i've tried to make it clear to you.. but its vulnerability that scalds.. and while i'm willing to take the risk cause duh.. i love ya to death.. i kinda just wish that you'd feel the same.. about everything like how we agreed on stuff last time.. its real lopsided now.. and you're pretty much gonna walk through that door like you always do.. just this time i'll probably not hear you walk back through it again.. this destructive vulnerability the second i accepted it as a part and parcel of love is exactly what i was avoiding to undergo again and again like before.. my phone's full of calls and texts.. but none of yours.. its almost enough to kill sweetheart.. i'm waiting till you feel more again.. cause i feel a little too much.

square one.

Life's a cookie. | 11.11.06 |

my eye twitches under stress. what can yours do?

mmmmmmmmmm.. i have a darn emo blog huh.. well i'm a tad bit happier today. new radicals, flunking my papers and not caring really make me happy. okay.. that doesn't sound normal.

i mean.. i love maths?
hehe.

its only o levels.. no biggie. c'est la vie.

Life's a cookie. | 6.11.06 |