木曜日, 3月 25, 2010
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This may possibly be the sweetest moment ever. =)
Stop this fabulous-ness immediately.
Right. I was flipping through my "friends"(most of them are people whom I've had random occurrences with. I tried to delete them, but they just kept adding me back.) on facebook, and I noticed the amount of seemingly fabulous people I have as "friends".
Well... you know what I mean. There are all these people with studio shot pictures and people who never seem to take a bad photo despite there being a trillion pictures on their profile. Those people who seem to party every day and seem to lead the most fun lives. This is what constitutes the so-called "fabulousness" one uses in this instant.
This is just pissing me off. Do they never take bad pictures? Do these people never have an unglamorous moment?
I MEAN.
Argh. Seriously. They just make me feel like my life is very inadequate (which is as far from the truth one can possibly get). But I cannot help but feel annoyed at the fact that I slave away (and will slave away) for ages of my life and there are people (seemingly) leading the stress free life I deserve.
And yet I cannot delete them off facebook because they serve as a silent escape from the dronings of some law lecture.
Bah.
Annoying.
*written @ 12:40 午前.
月曜日, 3月 22, 2010
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Seriously? I don't think I like shopping as much as male human beings enjoy soccer.
They play it as a sport, a video game and watch it whatever chance they get.
I cannot fathom the reason why grown men become a bunch of immature, ill-mannered and uncontrollable...
What's that word....?
Imbeciles whenever they gather together to enjoy a common past time. Well this may not be the exact word that I was looking for, but it does somewhat suit my current purpose.
Basically.
I'm bored. My head hurts from all the fucking shouting. I cannot go anywhere else. I cannot do any studying because of all the noise.
*sigh*
I pray for someone to save me
From this terrible agony.
I cannot run,
I cannot hide,
Myself away from this chaos.
No sooner would I resign to darkness
Then suffer here alone.
I pray for someone to save me
To take me away from here.
To somewhere with quiet,
With cleanliness
And comfort.
I pray for someone to save me
To protect my poor head.
I do not wish to be here
Please.
Please take me home.
I pray for someone to save me.
But alas no one will come.
For the people whom I count on so...
Alas, I can but hope.
Aileen
*written @ 10:29 午後.
水曜日, 3月 17, 2010
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Aileen the mighty and vastly respected is back from her prolonged hiatus.
If you have missed my endless ramblings, I am... what's that word....
Yes. Sorry.
In the time I have been away, I have been to Margaret river (about 5 hours drive from perf), failed a component of the great process of getting my driving license (ALAS. The saga is still ongoing.), had a few panic attacks about my year in Japan, had a few hyperventilations of excitement about my year in Japan and! Burst into tears a couple of times in regards to my currently decomposing epidermis.
I have been surprisingly productive today.
I have finished 5/17 of my ridiculous Legal Theory assignment! WOOHOO! Only 12/17 left to go. -.-
Also, I have recently been immersing myself in the awesomeness of Michelle Phan. She is such a goddess. Seriously. I think I love her more than I love...
scribbing. *nods*
And of course, there was the Plants versus Zombies craze.
Yes. And that's what I've been up to. I don't particularly feel like myself lately- so... instead of being pissed off or nitpicky, I've just been sleeping.
What an uncharacteristic post.
*written @ 6:16 午後.
