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.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
okay,
i guess this just gives a whole new meaning to "worrying yourself sick". lol. have been worrying and feeling all kinds of jittery about the new job and my life and who knows what else that now i'm down with a bloody fever. argh. horrible. not sure how to deal with the nerves now that i've broken away from certain other habits...
as such, have been drowning myself quite pathetically in a combination of alcohol and harry potter books/movies. unfortunately neither seems to be working as efficiently as they used to and my teeth hurt from chewing too much gum. groan. nevermind nevermind, i shall pull through this. i always somehow manage to anyway. (im trying to psycho myself i guess. yawn.)
ah well, wish i could pinpoint exactly whats bothering me but i just have all these vague apprehensions flooding my mind which im not too sure what to do about. bah. alrighty, shall try to stop thinking and watch movies instead. miss Sabah a lot now. if it all doesn't work out here, perhaps i'll head there and start a new life. a new adventure i guess. from scratch. without all this stupid baggage.
brin bit this at ; 1:45 AM
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.