Oh, I should probably mention...
no boyfriend (or only one paper assessed this semester) = excellent excellent grades
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Six
There are butterflies in my stomach,
they crawl so and churn my insides.
I thought they would stay in cocoons,
forever caterpillars of worry and fear.
But a fluttering of wings and I tremble,
gnaw on my peace of mind and holes,
black holes appear in my sanity.
they crawl so and churn my insides.
I thought they would stay in cocoons,
forever caterpillars of worry and fear.
But a fluttering of wings and I tremble,
gnaw on my peace of mind and holes,
black holes appear in my sanity.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Four
Let's be glib, dear boy.
You're a strange being,
draconian in some ways,
and yet playful in others.
Catlike creature, smile so.
You brush against me,
but your ears flatten when
I gently try to pick you up.
You're a strange being,
draconian in some ways,
and yet playful in others.
Catlike creature, smile so.
You brush against me,
but your ears flatten when
I gently try to pick you up.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Three
I dug out my diaries from high school and they read like romance novels on Fictionpress... full of stolen glances, loaded exchanges and such. Ah, I was so naive. And misguided when it came to reading boys, that is, when a boy is being friendly and when he is flirting.
That is the problem with most the stories on Fictionpress, including my own. The male leads just sound like girls dressed in guys clothing. I honestly should get a boy to read stories on Fictionpress and ask them if that is how they really think.
That being said, life imitates Fictionpress pretty well sometimes. I give you this story:
Argumentative girl falls for the pompous handsome med student on her dorm floor but he doesn't like her back... she moons over him for almost half a year and all the while, she starts a friendship with the boy who continually knocks on her room door at random hours of the night... said boy has tidbits of gossip... I should probably mention at this point that this girl has a knack for collecting and spreading gossip... back to said boy... this strange boy has interesting gossip which he refuses to give freely to the girl, unless she manages to outwit it out of him... but oh noes! strange boy has a girlfriend... what is he doing? dumdumdum...
That is the problem with most the stories on Fictionpress, including my own. The male leads just sound like girls dressed in guys clothing. I honestly should get a boy to read stories on Fictionpress and ask them if that is how they really think.
That being said, life imitates Fictionpress pretty well sometimes. I give you this story:
Argumentative girl falls for the pompous handsome med student on her dorm floor but he doesn't like her back... she moons over him for almost half a year and all the while, she starts a friendship with the boy who continually knocks on her room door at random hours of the night... said boy has tidbits of gossip... I should probably mention at this point that this girl has a knack for collecting and spreading gossip... back to said boy... this strange boy has interesting gossip which he refuses to give freely to the girl, unless she manages to outwit it out of him... but oh noes! strange boy has a girlfriend... what is he doing? dumdumdum...
Friday, June 24, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Twenty One
People who spell the word 'definitely' as 'defiantly' always makes me laugh. Imagine a conversation between two people and replace definitely with defiantly. And laugh.
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Twenty
dear boy,
you have turned
me inside out.
why hand me
back my heart
NOW
when you took
it away from
me?
love
girl.
you have turned
me inside out.
why hand me
back my heart
NOW
when you took
it away from
me?
love
girl.
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Day Two Hundred (six days have passed) and Nineteen
Oh look... a plot twist, my loves.
.
..
...
He still loves me... he told me otherwise during the last visit to make it easier for me...
This is an interesting development.
Also things that make me laugh. Seeing his fan club on the street. And her seeing his hand still in mine. Schadenfreude, sweetheart.
whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy? i thought my heart was pretty much dead. and now it beats.
.
..
...
He still loves me... he told me otherwise during the last visit to make it easier for me...
This is an interesting development.
Also things that make me laugh. Seeing his fan club on the street. And her seeing his hand still in mine. Schadenfreude, sweetheart.
whywhywhywhywhywhywhywhy? i thought my heart was pretty much dead. and now it beats.
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Thirteen
Oral exams = awesome.
I am tired. But for the first time in a month, I think I might actually be able to fall asleep without stressing.
I am tired. But for the first time in a month, I think I might actually be able to fall asleep without stressing.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Monday, June 13, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Eleven
Why?! Whywhywhywhywhywhy would you have an earthquake FOUR days before I plan to come up?!
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"Did you say it? 'I love you. I don't ever want to live without you. You changed my life.' Did you say it? Make a plan. Set a goal. Work toward it, but every now and then, look around; Drink it in 'cause this is it. It might all be gone tomorrow."
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"Did you say it? 'I love you. I don't ever want to live without you. You changed my life.' Did you say it? Make a plan. Set a goal. Work toward it, but every now and then, look around; Drink it in 'cause this is it. It might all be gone tomorrow."
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Nine AND Two Hundred and Ten
Well... that was an interesting chat...
Not that I'm complaining...
Not that I'm complaining...
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Eight
interview + owning at dota + study going well + talking + microcytic anaemia = happiness
Friday, June 10, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Six
Do you know what worse than being arrogant? Being oblivious whilst arrogant. Case in point: I feel that I'm going to friggin kick arse at my exam tomorrow. However, I'm pretty sure I haven't memorised everything in order to allow me to make this claim.
Day Two Hundred and Five
Why do I bother helping him so much? And I highly doubt that it's because I'm a nice person.
Also, I like it when I'm right. I should go buy myself something, had I money, to celebrate. Pity I can't gloat about it... but all honesty, it is very, very tempting. Especially since said person which this tidbit is about said that I need to 'get myself some action'. Well, honey, seeing as I've been in a stable relationship for two years without the need to 'go and get some action' unlike you, pretty sure I don't need it now.
Oh, sweetheart. If you want a fight, I'm pretty sure I'd win.
Also, I like it when I'm right. I should go buy myself something, had I money, to celebrate. Pity I can't gloat about it... but all honesty, it is very, very tempting. Especially since said person which this tidbit is about said that I need to 'get myself some action'. Well, honey, seeing as I've been in a stable relationship for two years without the need to 'go and get some action' unlike you, pretty sure I don't need it now.
Oh, sweetheart. If you want a fight, I'm pretty sure I'd win.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Day Two Hundred and Two AND Two Hundred and Three
Is it just me, or is he more eager to please than usual? And why does that make me suspicious? I really should just accept it... which is hard because I'm not a nice person. And when I'm nice and eager to please, there's a reason why...
Or he's reaaally screwed my mind over and I honestly do not expect him to be nice because our relationship has really never about him trying particularly hard to please me when I grumble...
Or he's reaaally screwed my mind over and I honestly do not expect him to be nice because our relationship has really never about him trying particularly hard to please me when I grumble...
Friday, June 3, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Day Two Hundred
I think I'm going to try to be nicer.
This is going to be hard because I am somewhat of a bitch.
This is going to be hard because I am somewhat of a bitch.
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Day Hundred and Ninety Seven and Ninety Eight
Here's another heart to devour,
to replace the hole in your chest.
You hold my strings as I dance,
for I am just a ghost of myself.
Take my pride and self respect,
and break my heart at your will.
And when my heart falters for
the final heart beat and stops,
you'll return the useless and
broken pieces so you can find
yourself a new one that'll work.
But foolish Giselle, I know I am,
that should you ever need me,
I'll dance for you one last time.
to replace the hole in your chest.
You hold my strings as I dance,
for I am just a ghost of myself.
Take my pride and self respect,
and break my heart at your will.
And when my heart falters for
the final heart beat and stops,
you'll return the useless and
broken pieces so you can find
yourself a new one that'll work.
But foolish Giselle, I know I am,
that should you ever need me,
I'll dance for you one last time.
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