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Would you catch me if I was falling?
I really feel so far away from everybody at the moment. At times I feel so alone and isolated. I do not even know why.
Staring blankly ahead just making my way
Making my way through the crowd
It feels as if I’m looking at life from the wings after having forgotten my cue to get on stage. I see and observe, but nothing is taken in. Nothing is…felt.
Waiting for the moon to come and light me up inside
I know I shouldn’t be feeling this way because I am surrounded with people like my family and friends, but I really can’t seem to pick myself up and move.
I'm slippin' through the cracks of floors I thought that were strong
I'm tryin' to find a place where I can feel like I belong
I may be in the left for now, but I will be all right.
Gotta rush away she said
I just need some time to get around all this and want to play again.
Someday I’m going to stay
but not today.
Bits and pieces
Go KOREA! How good did last night's game want to be? Definitely made up for the lack luster Japan-Turkey match (wtf happened to Japan's midfield?!? Did they forget to bring the brilliance with them to the match? Pfft. Nevertheless, I still enjoyed watching the game ;) ). Man, hell will freeze over before the Philippines do anything like that. Although, I guess they'd win first prize for bringing down corrupt governments like the Marcos and Estrada administrations.
My dad decided to invite a group of my friends over last night without telling me to watch the game. Now they want to adopt him, heh.
My wonderful cousin Gai got engaged :)
One of my work friends is doing some part time promotional work. He has given us a bunch of VIP passes to pimp for a new nightclub opening in Sydney on Saturday, 6th of July. It's called Chrome, located in the Crescent Hotel Complex, Bayswater Rd. KX. Three different rooms- RnB, Dance and Lounge. VIP passes entitle you to free entry, and exclusive opening night cocktail hour from 10pm-11pm, OPEN BAR (free alcohol- that's enough to get all my work friends and I to go). If anyone is interested, email me.
Bleh...
This last week has been anything but ordinary, and I don't think it's going to get much easier anytime soon.
My emotions seem to fluctuate with the weather, and I can't seem to smooth these sharp edges into something round.
*sigh*
I'm seeing the Royal Ballet perform Giselle tonight. It should help make things a little brighter.
All kinds of HOT
Even if they didn’t make it through, he is so still my boyfriend. Phwoarrrrrrrrrrrrr!
"Riss get away from my new television. I don't want your drool all over it"
The Japan and Turkey game was disappointing, I just hope Korea kick some Italian ass tonight.
Finished
I handed in my YOT yesterday. Close to 20,000 words. If someone tried to attack me I could have knocked them out with it because it was so thick.
Finally, a moment to relax.
I feel as though I should light up a cigarette and take a satisfied drag, but I don't even smoke. I guess catching up on sleep will have to do.
Me: Sorry for all the times I got angry with you last week. Stress, PMS, you know.
Dad: It's ok sweets. What's the date today?
Me: The 18th, why?
Dad: Oh nothing.
*starts counting, pulls out his Palm Pilot and writes something down*
Me: What are you writing?
Dad: Just a reminder
*shows me the calendar for the begining of next month*
PMS is coming, tread lightly
Overload
11,808 words and 48 pages later, the final copy of my research paper is finished. FINALLY.
*does a dance*
I just hope I don't run out of ink printing out two copies of this damn thing.
Our YOT poster boards are also due tomorrow, blah. The actual written submission is due on Monday and I was reading over the assignment presentation template and holy shit, there is so much stuff that I didn't realise needed to be done. My brain hurts just reading it. *cries* Looks like I will be spending more time in front of this stupid computer.
"A single floor plan sketch, preferably to scale, showing where the key elements of the facility are located. Notes to explain the logic behind layout and how it will deliver the service products efficiently. A3 foldout storyboard illustrating the exterior and interior 'look' of the facility, with examples of colours, lighting, landscaping and FF&E. You may present 2 separate boards for the exterior and interior, if you prefer. Notes to explain the 'look' and how it will attract your target market and support the image of the service products. The layout plan sketch should be drawn on graph paper, approximately to scale, and photocopied, or blocked in using word shapes in your document. CAD presentation is fine".
What. The. Fuck.
Last time I checked I was a marketing student, not a design or architecture student. And that is just one small section of the whole assignment and only worth six marks. SIX. MARKS.
Uh...ball games?
I had to go to Cronulla this morning to take pictures for my YOT, and on the way home I ran into some guys from school playing soccer at the oval. Not wanting to go home and do uni work, I stuck around for a quick game. Ian was pissing me off saying that I ran like a fairy, so I decided to extract some revenge.
Guys love to act like surviving a shot to the nuts qualifies them for hero status and the freaking Purple Heart. It irks me how they say “you don’t know much it hurts, wah, wah, wah". I don’t doubt that taking one down there hurts like hell, and I don’t doubt that guys feel like throwing up when it happens or that they have residual soreness. I don’t doubt at all that it sucks big time, but I have felt nauseous and sore once a month, every month, for years. I know what it feels like to want to double over due to immense pain and to feel as if one of your organs wants to detach itself from the rest of your body, so don’t tell me that I have no idea because I do.
But hey, I didn’t purposely mean kick the soccer ball down there. I meant to hit him in the gut but my aim was slightly…off. I am only a clueless girl remember ;)
Waiting...
Just because everyone says things are going to be fine does not mean it is true.
So many questions.
So few answers.
Too much uncertainty...
But isn't that the fun of it?
Lately: "Seeing those vibrant yellow petals never fails to cheer me up..."
(Rainbow: Yellow)
Tra la la
let the daydream for a little while longer
hope I'll never wake
when I'm thinking about you
hope I'll never wake
cos now I'm thinking about you
If that song was a guy, I'd date him.
This song too.
...Oh, and this one as well.
I wish when I tried to sing I didn't sound like a cat being shoved in a blender.
Lately: "Red became more than something I was seemingly inclined to hating..." (Rainbow: Red)
You've got mail
I love surprises, so you can imagine how giddy I got when I saw the package from Mike in the mail. Dude, thanks bunches but I can't figure out what it does. Yes, I'm that stupid. I've a bunch of screws, some string and a propeller thing to attach to the Astroboy figure, but I have NFI what to do with it. Does it hang up? Go in water? Just sit and look cool on my desk?
Barely out of Tuesday
I could really do with a hug right now, but I can't seem to find a comforting set of arms to assure me that everything will be okay...
Sugar highhhhhhhh
I think I’ve had my quota of all things sugary for the rest of the year.
A group of my friends and I went out for dinner, and I don’t know what possessed us to do this, but we decided to substitute ordinary meals with things that came entirely from the dessert menu.
Chocolate mud cake (with strawberries and whipped cream)
Caramel cheesecake (with lashing of white chocolate)
Sticky date pudding (laden with caramel sauce)
Apple Strudel (with vanilla ice-cream)
Tiramisu (with mocha flavoured gelato)
There were five of us altogether, and we shared three lots of each between us, heh. The waiter was all kinds of cute too, providing us with lovely eye candy, hee.
Great friends, saucy topics of conversation and calorie laden food, just what I needed to help me sort through the issues that have been bothering me lately.
I’m now feeling content and very sickly at the same time, and I'll probably break out in zits tomorrow. Niceee.
Why does the Sydney Film Festival have to start just when all my assignments are due and finals begin?
And why do tickets to this have to be so expensive? I don't mind forking out the money to watch people I've idolised my whole life dance, but none of my friends will. I really, realllyyyyyyyy want to go :(
The other side
"Who you care about is something definitely within your sphere of control. We might not control who, but we do have control over what we do about it....We do, however, choose to care. But you can't really care about someone you don't have a relationship with, with intimacy being a prerequisite for any smidgeon of genuine caring”. This comment by Raymz in response to one of my LJ entries has given me something to mull over...
He made her the car.
*swoon*
Welcome to Sapville, population: Riss.
I can’t even get anyone to give me flowers.
Pfft.
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