Listening to the rolling stones, relaxing and feeling introspective. Yesterday, Wei-Xin and I talked and giggled (but mostly giggled) till 5 in the morning. We have almost nothing in common which makes getting to know her really interesting ( Read more... )

soooo... it seems i've fallen into a spell of rebellion and truancy. ooooooo. How very 'storm & stress'. And i'm SO horny. Rachel tosses and turns all night thinking about rejection - I just think about sex. I'm half expecting to grow an over-excited penis and a nicely shaped pair of balls ( Read more... )

yesterday, walking up the path to yvonne's house, i felt rather sad. Four CNYs spent here... shared laughter and tears. Even now, as i sit typing on her computer, i see the familiar faded carpet... the computer hardware littering the room - the lingering smell of marlboro lights. The dog in the kitchen... the curtain i accidentally ripped one time ( Read more... )

yeah... tried to write yesterday but my computer fucked up on me. Using yvonnes computer now ( Read more... )

I find many things pleasing today. The curve of charcoal on white paper... the soft blurry shadow of car fur... the dark electric blue of twilight... the slide and of fabric against my skin ( Read more... )

so... last night was quite fun. Mali and I went to the gay bar and danced around trying to pretend we were raging dykes. A girl from my philosophy class came up to me to say hi and I went... "uh... do i know you?". GODDAMNIT!! My memory is SO bad! So after she explained her existence to me, we chatted for a while. The gay bloke that was with her ( Read more... )

I think my computer is cured. Brought it over to Yvonnes where she taught me how to change the cooling gel (the one in between the processor and the heat dissipator). So now i know what to do if this happens again - which is unlikely, given that the gel will probably last longer than the processor. She explained the master/slave thing to me... and ( Read more... )

I wrote, accidentally deleted entry, and feel that it was for the best. Found 'gentle' music in the depths of partition D. Speaking of it - whilst may not diminish good-feeling - can not truly be conveyed. Maybe later.

Angry in a slow burning sort of way. I'm so angry at myself for not checking to see whether the cats weren't locked in anywhere... I'm angry at the fact that the girls left the door open for a while even when i told them to be careful. (there is NO way Bert could've gotten locked in there without the door being left open and the room vacant for a ( Read more... )

Last night, I spent hours on Yvonne's computer playing Insaniquarium on Yahoo ( Read more... )