i
had
some
buttons.
but i lost them.
We always forget,
choose not to remember,
watch time eat us,
watch us eat us.
Everything’s about eating.
Time is made up of eating and eateries and entrées.
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
loll.
realises the xmas season/new years follows a very strange set pattern every year. at which, i begin feeling extremely thankful for everyone and everything, and then extremely bitter and moody when i start looking forward and looking back. and then this is followed by me feeling extremely annoyed at myself for being extremely selfish and self-absorbed, after which i decide it's time to repent and be nice again. lollll. perhaps am just being fickle.
anywayyy, shopping for clothes next week! (or this week actually) am quite excited. love it when there is money to spend and (useful) things to buy, without actually feeling guilty that i'm buying things which will actually have no use at all. i can name a few but nevermind. weather has been bad. never can tell when its gonna rain or not, and desperately need to get slightly darker. loll. i have what one could call a michael-jackson syndrome. where if i neglect the sun for a few days i start looking paler and slightly whiter. (really!) at which time, rach usually asks if i am okay, or sick or something. terrible. nevermind. to sentosa i gooo. eventually. this time shall bring company. (after my last failed individual outing to sentosa which i thought would be quite an experience but sadly, was only an experience.. in a bad way. grrr. stupid annoying student from god know what uni. i've forgotten and dont intend to remember lolll)
okay getting late. should head back. pre new year's groceries to do before the crowds start coming in. will be terrible but ah well. taaa!
brin bit this at ; 5:59 PM
because i'm queing, i'm waiting.
hola!
my name's brin.
i'm not Spanish, i just like using the word "hola".
i'm twenty-one, but only til' next year.
if you bring alan rickman to my house, i'll marry you.
okay, maybe not, but i'll give you some chocolate for the ride back.
just so i won't get arrested.
Thanks to:
Terry Richardson, for the lovely Macaulay Culkin photo which i've edited.
Celestial Star Brushes and Inobscuro Brushes.
Photobucket for hosting my crap.
And the words are by yours truly.
Remember, i love you, so don't rip me off.
Or else, í'll have to spank you.