Where has all the time in the world gone? Christmas came and went in a flash and we're less than 48 hours away from the new year. Year 2005 has been a tremendously trying year for me. I don't remember ever having such an exhausting year before this. The disconcerting changes, countless ups and downs (more downs than ups, I reckon), people I've met ( Read more... )

I think I was on an angsty kind of high yesterday, without realising it at all. So sorry to all those who had to bear the brunt of my pent up frustrations. It won't happen again tonight, promise.

Merry Christmas darlings.

Everyone shoots themselves in the foot every now and then.
And the bitch thing about it is, you don't realise it till the damage is done.
Sometimes, the damage is irreparable.

The acoustic gig at Claire's house was great, in a chill-out sort of way. Yes, she has a lawn and patio large enough to hold a frigging gig there. The song written for Nigel was fucking touching-depressing. Emo, emo, emo. Those people seriously have some mad talent going on ( Read more... )

I always have this fucked up problem when it comes to the last week of school. And I've still got to complete my journalism and photography assignment. Fuck, can't I just go straight into hibernation?

Missing deadlines because I was recovering from a hangover isn't a good sign. I woke up in time on Friday to complete my fucking journals but my brain just wouldn't fucking function. I've been given a grace period of two days to finish them, but I still get 50% off my grade. Fuckfuckfuck ( Read more... )

Mum got so pissed off with me this morning, I vaguely remember her screaming "If this continues, you'd better quit your job!"

I just ignored her.

I'm finding my way back to sanity again / Though I don't really know what I'm gonna do when I get thereYou know, as much as I love my job, I really could get used to working only twice a week, or less. It makes me feel so much less pressured, because I'm not constantly thinking, "Fuck, I have school in a few hours' time." Too bad that money is such ( Read more... )

Too much alcohol running through your veins makes you an incurable insomniac. Elie and I totally lost track of how much we drank tonight. Booze, tequila and vodka makes one a very happy camper even though Liquid Room was stifling hot and the crowd was, as usual, non-too-friendly. I really should learn to stop elbowing people (girls mostly; guys ( Read more... )

Going to tutorial class with alcohol running through your entire system - think fuzzy thoughts and a churning stomach - every Tuesday isn't gonna work. Which is why I am on a detox diet, from tomorrow onwards. Oh wait, but that's only up till Saturday. Because clubbing just isn't clubbing without a few tequila shots, eh? Urgh, I should have an ( Read more... )