What you really need

I believe I have lost my writing abilities. I can't even write a decent blog entry for the AdDos Multiply page. Nothing witty comes up, there is no event. I honestly believe I've out-emoed myself this time.

I can't even write about my darling Suzie (my fictional alter ego) which kind of sucks because for the past few weeks my life has been nothing but one huge emotional turbulence. Maybe I should get back on my pseudo-prozac life.

I can't really store this under MEGA NEGA. It's too much.

Maybe I should grab myself some ice cream. Cookies and cream McFlurry sounds right.

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So I've actually thought of something to write about...

I am a rather self destructive person. I tend to push people to their limits just to see how they would react. I am a hands on observer, I don't do these things because I'm mean or because I want to give them a hard time, I do it because I want to elict a reaction. I live for reactions, without them the world would be boring and stale.

Spoken like a true ENTP!

I've been going with this for years. To the point where people will just stop telling me things as to not give me the oppurtunity to ask "Why? Why? Wassup? Tell me." Because they will tell me. If ever I did get through the person (usually unwillingly) I will regret it immedeatly after. And by regret I mean hate myself completely to utter lunacy.

I know, I have serious issues.

Anyway, as an act of "rebuilding myself" I will stop being pushing and poking people. I will let them be. I will not rush them, I will not provoke them. In short, I will stop being an ass.

I don't enjoy pushing people I love (very very much) away. But maybe it's a test of self-control?

Whatever.

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I just really wish everything was back to normal. And by normal I mean everything is there where it was before. I don't want you to lose it, really.

Mongkok dreams

I had one of the best days yesterday. EVERYONE was there (except Kang).

I'm too lazy to write about it. It spoils it 8D

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I love Tokwa very much. I know I'm very vocal about it (and may annoy/irritate you lot and him) but I don't really care. I do. I got to spend the day with him~ I miss him so.

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Happy Feets will kill you with cuteness.

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Marie Antoinette is my hero.

Let me take this oppurtunity...

To tell the world that I am so bloody pissed I cannot see straight.

Maybe I'm asking too much or maybe, for the first time in my life, I actually see someone is at fault. It's not even worth talking about.

Thanks guys, you just reverted me back into a MEGA NEGA BITCH.

Loves ya! *mwahmwah*

♥

Plus side:
I got to see and talk to Tokwa today. :"> If I keep writing like this it'll look like I'm in a one-sided crush affair than an actual relationship! lawlz.

Mega Delaying Tactics

I'm too lazy and stupid to work on my raisin box. I think I had too much Keema for lunch. I'm overstuffed and my head hurts.

Some serious negative things now.

My head is fucking throbbing and my eyes are deathly unfocused. Thinking of raisin boxes, Velez-work and Fashion Design is making me wanna pull a Mia and share my lunch with my toilet.

Speaking of Kabab...

Went to Victorynite last night where I got dolled-up (and by dolled-up I looked like someone's Tita chaperone!) and listened to some serious ispiration. Can't wait for my One2One!

Ate at Kabab with Petter and his friend Joel. Nazee missed this which sucked because I was supposed to treat him!! TSK!

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I can't even write properly. Headaches SUCK.

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On a lighter note, I talked to Tokwa last night. ♥ It does my heart good.

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I leave you with Japanese cult classic, Suicide Circle. I haven't seen it but it may be too freaky for me to watch alone.



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Thinking of work makes me wanna vomit.

EDIT!
I made a dollie!


Dollwizard: Make your own custom dolls!

Your Ex-Lover is Dead

No. I will not post the lyics, I'll just link it. Your Ex-Lover is Dead by STARS. A big THANK YOU to Petter for sharing this song.

I can't stop listening to it because it's absolutely the BEST SONG.

Yesterday was full of cancelled meetings, over eatings, animated love and pancit canton. It was pretty much a good day.

I took the Radio Show live yesterday, "broadcasting" it from the pav to my listeners littered along the other seats. Another round of aminanan last night, a lot more fun/awkward (depends on how you look at it, really) since you (almost) had to tell your crush face to face.

I'm going to spare you the shrill, yet tremendously fun, details. Oh, you just had to be there!

Saw dearest Tokwa yesterday, made my heart go "Shoop da whoop!". :D

I'll keep this entry short and sweet, because there's nothing really worth noting as far as my day is concerned (I just ate 2 cups of Triple Chocolate Madness ice cream fro breakfast and I'll be having sinigang for lunch). One-to-one later, I can't wait!

Muchos love,
Creole

P.S.
I re-read my post, I sounded like a [stereotypical] blonde. I don't talk like that unless I meant to. I sounded kind of gay to, but that comes naturally ;D

More or less

So I created this blog for the kids who've been asking me if I keep a blog. I say yes, they ask me the URL I tell them it's "Friends Only". "Are we not friends?" "Shut up."

So this is where I post all my stuff. Not all the dirt (and not much of it since I'm cleaning my act up. Yuh yuh.) and the "OMG I HATE HURRRRRR." (There'll be non of that I hope.) but pretty much what I've been thinking, what keeps me busy, what keeps me sane and what keeps me writing on blogs.

I have several accounts on several sites (I actually have 3 on blogger alone and 4 over at LJ) but I never seem to write about my life. It's always "I feel down" or "whoopee I kissed/kicked major ass today!" and that's literally it. So yeah, I want a report. My thoughts, my shits, my giggles and what I had for lunch and what's in store.

Wow, this post sounds like an actual blog entry!

Now...

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Today was the last day of CFAD week, I'm still feeling utterly woozy and sick and crampy (There are moments in my life I wish I had a penis rather than this thing right here.) we had Velez in the morning. A quiz (got a 91, thank God!) and a discussion on segmentation (am partly glad for skimming through BFF Nicenet and seeing the segmentation bit under documents). It ended pretty quickly but we tackled quite a bit.

I didn't eat lunch. Sat with some of the AdDos kids until we pretty much decided to skip Pro Eth ("La-a-a-a-ambert!") to go to the CFAD party.

Partied with The Bloomfields, played with my neon plastic hoops and got a "Miss Personality (Advertising)" award from the student body. So, thank you, I guess.

Went home before Chicosci went on. My cramps were killing me!

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I miss the boyfriend. Wasn't able to see him much. Misses him so.

Ohlol. Just remembered. He looks like Daniel Radcliffe at some angles (maybe it's just me, or maybe it's the fact my sister points it out. I'm quite guillible.)

Uhm yeah. I'm the Cho Chang to his Harry Potter, baby.

♥