pushing daisies

Ned: The only reason I didn’t tell you is because it didn’t mean anything. Lots of stuff happens in the course of a day that I don’t bother sharing. For instance, yesterday’s four-berry pie was actually three and a half because I ran out of cranberries. I didn’t tell you that.
Chuck: Actually you did. You asked if orange counted as a berry and I said it didn’t, but no one had to know but us.
Ned: I like that you said “us.”

seriously, i need help. im not progressing in my revision, papers in less than 24 hours time and i just finished an episode of pushingdaisies. this is catastrophic !):

its too easy to drive yourself crazy

about all the little things, or anything at all

oh i dreamt about mantous and marshmallows. mantous (seven to be exact) which i microwaved but they came out looking gorgeously deepfried, you know like the kind you eat with your chillicrabs. and there was also this plate of marshmallow-fluffesque thing which i ate with the mantous and yumm it was delish in my dreams. hahaha but then IN MY DREAMS i felt so incredibly guilty cos i polished off all seven, lavishly topped with the marshmallow-fluffesque thing. then i woke up and was very grateful that i only ate those in my dreams cos then, calories not counted.

but now, NOW IM DYING TO BAKE THESE S’MORES BARS. on hindsight the dream mustve been a remnant of the jimmykimmel clip i was youtubing right before !

ayee okay enough randomnation BACK TO INTELLECTUALS AND POLITICAL HEGEMONY):

a mad and faithful telling

im not big on songs like this, but this one kicks some ass.

you better mean what you say.
why dont you say what you mean?
i never get anywhere,
i get the space in-between.
beautifully mutilated,
insanely antiquated,
i will admit i almost
always underestimate it

(omg home is horrible i havent been away from my notebook since i woke up at 12. so er, finals how ah): )

things for sale that i will mail you

this lovely david horvitz guy tugs at my heart. 

i am going to send you a photograph of the sky for everyday in 2008: i will mail you the prints intermittently depending on how I feel. I may mail you one at a time as a post-card. I may mail you a whole weeks worth in one envelope. By the beginning of 2009 you will have 366 skies. Each print will be stamped with the date on the back. A list of locations with their correlating dates will be printed at the end of the year. I want you to keep them in a pile so that they become a slowly growing sculpture, which I think would look nice.

If you give me $437 I will go to Seattle and hang out with my best friend, Naseem. I will send you a photograph of us hanging out everyday. If we fight, and it is inevitable that we will, I will make a video of us apologizing to each other and explaining our position as to why we are angry at the other and how we will resolve the situation. I will post this on Youtube for you. Maybe we won’t fight! But we probably will.

If you give me $3,143 I will for as far away as possible. I live in New York. I will go to Perth, Australia the farthest distance from New York on Earth. I will mail you a photograph of me standing in New York. I will then mail you a photograph of me standing in Perth. I’m a little sad right now and I would kind of like to escape, so if you are thinking about getting one of these and not sure what you want, please take in consideration my emotions and pick this one.

this is random romance. very whimsical, i love.

there now, steady love, so few come and dont go

FRANCOPHILES FTW la♥ definitely way too easy to forget that this break was intended for catching up on readings (not friends), so ideally it should regular sleep, proper study hours, good discipline, and i was hoping also a fresh bright start to dieting. but ah, yesterday was nuit blanche at fortcanning (awkward-esque immediately but a turn for the better later !), dynasty till 2something, prata and macs. then today a deep long sleep till 4pm, and ruffles and banana nut crunch and nutella and more sleep. now 7am and zomg what am i doing online again ?

today- today i will finish up all the things pending, s/portsclub thingums all. and my coursepacks. and i will be productive this week. meanwhile, things had been really lovely(: hate to be mundane, but really recently, not much time and effort to think deep long or hard hahaha hence the banality. so many things to be grateful for sometimes, it feels un-right if i should still nitpick and grump about things i cannot get over; so there, im a little tipsy on sleep excess !

because the world, will never take my heart

CARRY ON WE’LL CARRY ON AND THOUGH YOURE DEAD AND TIRED BELIEVE ME YOUR MEMORY WILL CARRY ON AND THOUGH YOURE BROKEN AND DEFEATED YOUR WEARY WIDOW MARCHES ON WE’LL CARRY ON WE’LL CARRY ON WE’LL CARRY ON WE’LL CARRY ON WE’LL CARRY ON

wahlau mychemicalromance damn noisy damn shiok ! can get inexplicably high one. i love !

breathe

i feel sad cos i am fat. and then i feel sad cos i feel sad cos i am fat. i am just Damn Sad now i need to lose 10kgs to get back self esteem.

wait, im coming undone

i need to sleep for 40 minutes after every 1 hour of typing. this maybe a chronic disease. its like im addicted to sleep you know. cannot get enough one. at the very least in convinced my brain doesnt quite work anymore (afterall im blogging now omg why am i even logged onto wordpress !) 2 more pages to go. 2 more hours to go. the horror, the horror !

but i, i can feel this narcolepsy slide

omg i suddenly remembered my dream -wildly disturbing and very disgusting really ! so i was on my way to some performance and i didnt have my suona (apparently, its under my studydesk; my brain works in fantastical ways) but its okay cos the people said theyll have a suona ready for me so i was like okay but omg i dont have my shaozi ! so then i had to go all the way back home to dig for my shaozi/s and i realised theyre all broken. tragic states theyre in -split down the sides and mysteriously disfigured. and i found both and theyre both unusable and then now how now how

then inconclusive lo. hahaha dreams are always weird like that. i dont know where stemmed this remembrance of my suona days, and the jittery shaozi paranoia, them both scary and beautiful. i miss the familiarity of small groups and sessions and the people and just self-enclosure i guess hahaha we’re pretty self-sufficient werent we !(:

and right now right now im trying to get started on this termpaper due less than 24 hours from now and haiya im perpetually stuck on the readings part and not yet synthesis not yet either a draft and i just knoww tonights gonna be a longlong night ayee what is this lisihui whattt is this !