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Thursday, 11 December 2003
Somewhat Damaged
Somewhat Damaged - Nine Inch Nails so impressed with all you do tried so hard to be like you flew too high and burnt the wing lost my faith in everything lick around divine debris taste the wealth of hate in me shedding skin succumb defeat this machine is obsolete made the choice to go away drink the fountain of decay tear a hole exquisite red fuck the rest and stab it dead broken bruised forgotten sore too fucked up to care anymore poisoned to my rotten core too fucked up to care anymore broken bruised forgotten sore too fucked up to care anymore poisoned to my rotten core too fucked up to care anymore in the back off the side far away is a place where i hide where i stay tried to say tried to ask i needed to all alone by myself where were you? how could i ever think it's funny how everything that swore it wouldn't change is different now just like you would always say we'll make it through then my head fell apart and where were you? how could i ever think it's funny how everything you swore would never change is different now like you said you and me make it through didn't quite fell apart where the fuck were you? this one speaks clearly what i'd like to say most but can't... to all the people who fucked me over when i was younger - why?! Sunday, 7 December 2003
i'm tired...
i haven't had the time to bitch, whine and moan recently. i'm tired. worn out. but it was fun (was that a positive statement? wow...). here's something to think about... again... because i haven't met anyone who hasn't seen the Matrix at least once. "I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area, and you multiply, and multiply, until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet, you are a plague, and we are the cure." --Agent Smith (Hugo Weaving), The Matrix -just smile and say hello to people. nod at them. they'll either appreciate it because they're nice, or get creeped out because they're not used to kindness... and turn into jerks later on. Thursday, 4 December 2003
things i hate
i'm in an irritable mood right now. probably from overstudying and lack of socialization. so i've compilled a list of a few things i hate. for your viewing pleasure, here they are. 1. the colour pink 2. insomnia 3. bright sunlight 4. large social gatherings with family 5. when pets die 6. sound of a ringing phone when i've just fallen asleep 7. CELL PHONES 8. mornings 9. overly cheery people 10. mind games 11. guilt trips 12. exams 13. chores maybe next time i'll have a list of things i like. Tuesday, 2 December 2003
i haven't even seen this movie...
Everyone remembers the 'faked-orgasm-in-a-deli' sequence from your kind of movie When Harry Met Sally. It seems that you're falling for a buddy or have already fallen for them. Uh-oh. You're probably caught between the possibility of having a great relationship and wrecking the one you have now. You know what they say, it's better to regret something you did than something you didn't do. What Romance Movie Best Represents Your Love Life? brought to you by Quizilla Monday, 1 December 2003
hello scumbags
you may briefly stop licking my shoes clean to listen to my words. may they despair you in times of times of ill-gotten hope. . . . . . . ... did you think i actually had something meaningful to say? nobody does. if anyone tells you otherwise, they're a flaming sack of shit and should be suckerpunched. now piss off. Sunday, 30 November 2003
Rude?
"The arch-Philistine Jeremy Bentham was the insipid, pedantic, leather-tongued oracle of the bourgeois intelligence of the nineteenth century." --Karl Marx (1818-1883), German political philosopher, on Jeremy Bentham (1748-1832), British political philosopher. Saturday, 29 November 2003
oh the agony of choice
i keep thinking of getting a tattoo, i want comedy & drama done, but not with masks. thinking something along the lines of fairies. hmmm...
Friday, 28 November 2003 Thursday, 27 November 2003
let's play a game
i'm going through the remnants of my old webpage when i found an old ranty section... this is somewhat amusing. let's play a game. guess what drug i ingested before writing this part! April 15th, 2000 Something occured to me this morning. It slapped me in the face. THE DELETE KEY IS A COMMUNIST PLOT! Ok. I'm cleaning up my room, just thinking a bit... and it occurs to me. What's the delete key for? It's to perfect our typing. Why do we need to perfect our typing? Because society says we need to have perfect typing to be understood. We should all try to be the same. Does this make any sense to you? At the time I was thinking it, it made perfect sense..... but now it seems kinda scrambled... yikes. To get any frustrations out, I recommend bowling. Where else do you get to throw an object with a strong force to know something down, and it's legal?? And you get points for it?? All you have to do is make you sure don't break the glass while you're at it.
sleep is ...
something to do during the day, apparently. that's when the bulk of mine gets done. i accidentally slept from 9am - 7pm today. ok, so it wasn't much of an accident but now i'm screwed. |