Suicide, blasphemy and make-believe.
Is it time to revolt yet?

Thursday, June 28, 2007

She wants to go fast
And never come back
And never collapse


Have you ever experience the distasteful feeling of having so Goddamn much to blog then when you're finally facing the screen you totally have nothing to type about? It is seriously fucked up, and if you haven't gone through it, its nothing pleasant, and don't worry, you'll go through it soon.

You know sometimes I don't understand why can't Actives/Butches be slightly more gentlemanly. Or at least have a sense of moral righteousness? Wait, I take that back. You know how girls are all like, SLUTS. If you have a pussy, you have all it takes to be a slut. And that is why I like GIRLS in general. Its not that I don't like the Active side or anything, I just happen to find anyone with a pussy attractive. (Now, this is sounds I'm in it for the sex. Oh please, you know what I'm trying to get through to you.)

So you know, I was looking through some people's blogs, friendster, livejournals etc... Which by the way, I don't do very often, and I realise this trend; many girls have this concentrated straight fringe bangs things on their head. I'm not saying that its ugly or anything, nothing of that sort at all. Its just everywhere that now I have a slight problem identifying one from another. Mind you, this is not very funny.

I was also viewing this particular teacher's blog and I must say, it is quite interesting what he/she said. Apparently and unfortunately, what he/she thinks of kids (in general, teens around my age) might not be what you'd exactly be in agreement with. Right, then again, I wouldn't like to pass an unfair judgment upon him/whatever he might think. Priority is hell important, yes. Then again, I stress that everything is perceived differently from another point of view.
Like example:
You know how people simply adore judging you by the crowd you hang with? Youths with numerous tattoos and piercings may seem hopeless and trashy. However it does not mean if you hang around with this particularity intimidating group of people, it makes you a tyrant and makes them unsuccessful in life, and that they influence you, I've met a great deal of them who actually inspires you to move on and up which is also the best possible reason why they got such decent jobs with their good qualifications, that does pay quite well, allowing them to support themselves, actually more than themselves with luxury items on their lists... You get the drift.
PS:
People my age know what's important and what's not. I believe we know what we want to be in the future. Its just probably the fear of having to acting grow up and be responsible fears us. Its a playful and a social scene where everyone in which everyone pretends to be something they're not. We're not oblivious to what we have to be in time to come, or how we have to perform to be even considered slightly better than average, but being oblivious gives us an excuse. Self-protection/denial/help/pity I call it. But then again, you and I are not Gods to judge.

Enough of the blabbering. I just felt in a foul mood and writing shit makes me feel better. Haha.
So today was, the fourth day of school. School that started on Monday... This means, THAT TODAY IS A THURSDAY. Yay! Haha, so anyway, I already had four people asked me if I was going to Play. Tell me what to do okay? Cause if I do, I'll have to suffer in school tomorrow! Haha.

Tuesday
I met Dino after school! She picked me up and we went to feast! From River Valley to Town to Holland. I saw my Baby in Holland! (: I miss you! We had Crystal Jade in Holland for dinner and I saw Mr Ng Guo Hui. The other table, haha. So anyway, we didn't take much pictures cause Dino was being a pig and acting shy. Haha.
Wednesday
I met Cherisa after school, she picked me up then we went to Vivo, we caught Born Into Brothels and its a terribly amazing film. Then she sent me to Holland where I saw Baby! And guess what this day was:
HAPPY SEVENTH BABY. I love you. She's the only one I think I'll ever need.

Anyway, after Holland, Cherisa sent us home and I swear she was pissed off at me or something cause she was driving really fast, I swear she wanted to kill me. Anyway, thanks for everything, Darling (:

To my Love:
So now I've realised that this year would mean that I have had strange feelings for you since 6 years ago. When you were still convincing yourself you were a normal straight girl. Its been a good time, all this time with you. And I still don't want you to go. I still can imagine you drinking tea in our front porch, and being all saggy. You might be really irritating, but I will always treasure you, my girl. To dear you, happy seventh (:

And he's a real animal
Gone out of control
Who'd rather die young than get old