day #4 ( Read more... )

i dont quite get it on why if i try to write something. like a song perhaps. i can only come up with one verse. just one. then im blocked. like what the fuck is up with that.

i hope ill be okay by tomorrow. im getting sick of being sick and stuck at home.

where is alison!!!!!!

the fevers down. but i still feel as sick. i managed to finally poop. yeah poop. but that somehow made me feel like puking. weird. and i feel rather shaky tho ( Read more... )

the reason why i didnt tell my mom that i was sick ( Read more... )

i dreamt the nicest thing ( Read more... )

( 43 pictures and then some. )

ooh discoveries.
i went to school with cyph0r from kindergarten all the way to secondary school. and i happened to chance upon her wedsite. and found pictures!!! whoop. theyre not so clear tho.

( seeeeee.... )

woke up with the heaviest of hearts.
went to work.
hung out with the boys after. (shain, lutfi and his younger bro,farhan, akram, arash, wan) and deedee.
they left to watch the matrix reloaded.
lutfi farhan wan and i had dinner at long johns. and played snakes and ladders.
home.

( cesspit/59minutes launch 2 )i planned a project all for myself. ( Read more... )

i keep comparing myself to others and its pretty unhealthy. cos at the rate that im going..ill never be able to feel happy or good about myself.

( pug jelly's first roll out of two )

im so sick of you overtaking me. yeah of course youve got the cash to do anything. you didnt do shit when i started.

wrapped brown paper packages tied up with string...
worked.
went out for dinner.
home.

and all i want now is this book. stealing time. 13 years of punk images

bite me.