*note: key emphasis on A-G-A-I-N. and the air smells of crisp apple cider; i just had to post that :} and the air smells of crisp apple cider; but of course, just finishing all my projects would be great. and if i pass all my modules(pleasepleaseplease) that would be even better. urgh. and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; chalk and cheese and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; too much of nigahiga i want to watch the movie(!) and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; i no longer get those headaches i used to it has become an easy transition from midnight to early morn no more no more headaches smooth transition so smooth its scary scary smooth like the guy at the bar who uses the cheesiest pick-up line but scores i still get that feeling in my gut but that feeling isnt as strong as those in my head and we have short days long nights now so light reading isnt any good anymore scary to think about Labels: random musings and the air smells of crisp apple cider; but not about the things i should be and definitely not about the things that i really should be but anyway im worried about our relationship because ever since i met him there hasnt been a day where i went home with him which basically means we havent had a proper conversation since the day i was formally introduced to him which is quite bad because he is a new addition, as we shall call it, and, well, we havent discussed him. and, when we do have a conversation, its mostly around other people, or at best its only the three of us, which obviously include him, so we havent really discussed him. which somehow i find is something we need to. somehow. i mean its just weird that we really havent talked for very long and then he comes into the picture too which makes it even more complicated because now im talking to him more than i am to you. but okay, he's cool and all but it doesnt really work, however you look at it and you know and i know and he doesnt think anything of it anyway. okay im talking cotton ballses, doesnt make any sense. anyway, yesterday d said something really weird, like i never thought about it that way and i dont really think that is but somehow(from his point of view) it makes sense. kinda, considering that his views on the world and life are absolutely completely convolutely different from mine. i just laughed when he sed it, but well, idk what i think of it, really. i still dont. because theoretically it kiiiiiinda makes sense, but when you do the math in this situation, it just doesnt add up at all. complex. - (okay shit my stomach's working up AGAIN. like, man, youve been at it the whole day, could you give me a break?! brb. x) - on another note, its quite weird that it ISNT weird with _. and the weirdest thing it was that it wasnt really awkward even when, you know. and he was so cool about it (i was just laughing, as always). and it was really really fast, the whole thing. okay, am mildly hungry. is bad. and the air smells of crisp apple cider; well, maybe I'm in love (love), think about it every time i think about it can't stop thinking 'bout it and the air smells of crisp apple cider; Location: admiralty, woodlands ring road Requirements: needs to have his/her own rollerblades. best if you are stable on wheels. better if you are a pro at it because while i am able to skate proficiently, i am handicapped in stopping. as in braking. i just grab hold of anything stationary. also, i am unable to go downhill (see inability to brake). - please tag if interested and i'll get back to you (although i truely doubt there will be any applicants). the reason why i won't skate anywhere else is because there is this huge slope down from my house to the mrt which is the gateway to everywhere else. - and my writing is really off today, so i shall stop writing now lest i vomit all over my laptop. Labels: looking for and the air smells of crisp apple cider; - Lovely piece written by K.A.S. (no idea what that stands for, but i just facebooked him about it so we shall have an answer to that in 24hours or less), sorry i snubbed out your enthusiastic ending because I felt it ruined the effect of the paragraph. Haha. And i really agree with what he writes about love, although maybe not entirely, but we share most of the same views, and i especially like how he writes about love being many colours because that is what love should be. (160809 - i quote abovementioned writer- "KAS is my pen name :D Karmen Agrippus Simone meaning the poet that listens with his feet first :D awesome eh?") Labels: writings and the air smells of crisp apple cider; - okay, so i know its ekmj's blog header, but i've been thinking about _ the whollllllle night i can't help but feel that way. and i know im just dreaming, its just wishful thinking. and the air smells of crisp apple cider; i hissed back defensively i waited, for it to calm down and, oh, was it worth the wait i could feel the caress of the sweet liquid with none of its nipping acidity and none of the bitter painfulness oh liquid ecstasy Labels: writings and the air smells of crisp apple cider; like charity drive and the air smells of crisp apple cider; a fat tear quivered and threatened to drop. and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; and the air smells of crisp apple cider; |
- me, today. hit the ground running (accurate as at time of publication) hit the ground running hit the ground running what have we here? hit the ground running |
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