Me: Here you go, here's the conversation. The threesome with X and Y Me: That didn't sound right. Me: A Threeway Conversation with X and Y. Him: Yah. Him: The threesome? :P da 3 some? Him: Tsk. Him: You know what's worse? Him: It's what you said. Him: "It didn't come out right" "The threesome?" "Yah" Me: Pft.
My stomach. I need to clean my room. And I have to decide on my last two unis. And I demand a remark for my exam, as well as still having to order my books. Damn.
There must be some kind of way out of here Said the joker to the thief There’s too much confusion I can’t get no relief Businessman they drink my wine Plow men dig my earth None will level on the line Nobody of it is worth Hey hey
No reason to get excited The thief he kindly spoke There are many here among us Who feel that life is but a joke but uh But you and I we’ve been through that And this is not our fate So let us not talk falsely now The hour’s getting late Hey
Hey
All along the watchtower Princes kept the view While all the women came and went Bare-foot servants to, but huh Outside in the cold distance A wild cat did growl Two riders were approachin’ And the wind began to howl Hey Oh All along the watchtower Hear you sing around the watch Gotta beware gotta beware I will Yeah Ooh baby All along the watchtower
After my major shopping spree yesterday, Atleast I have new clothes to wear. Well, I'm leaving to Phuket for a wedding, and then on to Bangkok for a 10 day holiday in total. I can't wait. But I'll miss ya'll. I've been hungry all day. But i've also eaten alot. Back in 10 days, mi doves, with pictures, videos, posts and more! -Always-
21 receipts. Some for multiple items. :oops: I think i've spent a bit too much today....All's good though. A lot less unhappy than I was :D UPDATE!: I Spent $4764.40 HKD. Uh oh. That's a third of my monthly salary. But, We can say that $764 was for Krish's and Harsh's apparel, and $1000 as a present for the bride and groom to be. *nodnod* So my guilt trip is less. I spent $2000.40. Oh, feck. Honest to god, I've never, ever spent so much in one go on clothes before. Odd. Lets not make this a habit, shall we?
Fast facts
Most I ever spent in one go was $13000 HKD, and that was for surgery.
Most i've ever spent on clothes is $220 HKD.
I love shopping.
I don't ever get the chance to go shopping (Broke/Busy/Tired etc)
I have too many clothes.
Grocery shopping is what I call fun. You still get to hunt for bargains, and end up with a full tummy.
I woke up this morning to a rumble and it wasn't my tummy. But it would be. So I curled up and didn't blink no more. My eyes shut. I have this insane urge to go to the beach. Insane urge. To watch the waves crash, and let the rain pinprick every inch of my skin. I've never been to the beach in the middle of a thunderstorm. The waves must be fantastic. Thats how my tummy feels right now. Like a wave. It feels strange. Maybe its because I havn't eaten. But I'm not hungry. Don't wanna eat anything. Whats there to eat...I forgot to restock my fridge. Maybe I'll take a long walk in the rain and go get something to eat. I'm not sad I don't think. Its something I say. You can't tell tears from rain. But you can. Its only if you keep your head down. Yes. Watching rain soaked sandals. I don't wear sandals. I had a pair, once upon a time. They were dark blue with three straps. And a daisy. I remember that daisy. summer is almost over. I don't think I've seen daisies in Hong Kong, in the wild. Everything's cultivated. Like this family. Everything in its place. Speaking of places, I want to go to the beach. I think I already said that. What would it be like to have wings, and flying. Everywhere. Feeling the rain slide off your back, and dipping, twisting...so lithe. Imagine flying over a beach. Landing. The sand slightly squelchy under your feet. Running. Only wings...how does one look, running with wings? Do you run along the beach, or right into the water. What if a wave crashes and your wings tear? What type of wings does one have...say they tear. A massive wave rips them apart. Frail, dragonfly wings. How do we fly then. There is an answer. The answer is, in our dreams. In all our dreams. And we sink down, legs out in front of us, and our wings littering behind us. Waves crash over, again and again. You can still feel the rain. Whitecaps in the distance. Theres nothing but fog in the distance. There's you, in the distance.
Kich: Can we play Booga Booga? Me: You mean Crash Bandicoot? Kich: Yah. Booga Booga. Me: Say Crash Kich: Crash Me: Bandicoot Kich: Banidcute Me: Crash Bandicoot Kich: Car crash Dicoot Me: Nevermind.
We passed upon the stairs, We spoke of was and when Although I wasn’t there He said I was his friend Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes -- I thought you died alone A long long time ago
Oh no, not me, We never lost control, You’re face to face, With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand, I made my way back home, I searched for form and land, Years and years I roamed, I gazed a gazely stare, We walked a million hills -- I must have died alone, A long long time ago.
Who knows, not me, I never lost control, You’re face, to face, With the man who sold the world.
I love this track. Chris Ho. Long since been deleted and originally in Thai. Tmail me if you'd like it :) Not much to say today...Met Lyndsey. She came over to pick up a year book, and is now dating her childhood sweetheart and our fellow classmate (of Primary 4-6) Reminds me... I was at the skating rink, and met him. I said 'Hi! Do you remember me?' he said no. Then I said 'Do you remember Lyndsey?' and he broke a big smile and said 'Yeah! How is she?' hehe.. Ahh..childhood sweethearts..how adorable..We're all floating. All of us.
Do you remember tiptoeing into a very mildewy kitchen, to steal rock salt from a flimsy red bag in the fridge? I Do. Do you remember hiding behind the fridge, and licking away, watching the mass of swirling electricness that was the back of the fridge, which you wouldn't touch for fear of electrocution? I Do. Do you remember jumping off the bunk bed, to land on the one below,having so much fun hanging from the ceiling fixtures like a monkey would? I Do. Do you remember lying on your back on the cold marble table, with the rotating center, making yourself spin round and round, your fingertips grazing the chilly stone, thinking about things 5 year olds do? I Do. Do you remember the crack of a whip on your back, the gritted teeth and the small tears for mercy...one hanging unpleasantly off the tip of your nose? I Do. Do you remember the veggiebun man, rising out from the steam of his cart, golden teeth, leathered skin, warm hands and smile, to feed both your stomach and your nostalgia? I Do. Do you remember being locked in the bathroom, in the dark, thrown in so your head hit the edge of the toilet bowl, with your tears pressing up on the inside of your eyelids, and flashes of colour danced with the pain? I Do. Do you remember the shooting stars, showering down on a cold autumn night, when you found the hailstone, made a nest, thinking you'd found the world's greatest treasure, only to find it melted by morning? I Do. Do you remember the wooden floor, where you lay, and drew grainy pictures of people and things, with a gorgeous set of crayons you knew would not last? I Do. Do you remember...(To Be Continued)
Many's the time I ran with you down The rainy roads of our old town Many the lives we lived in each day And buried altogether Don't laugh at me Don't look away
You'll follow me back With the sun in your eyes And on your own Bedshaped And legs of stone You'll knock on my door And up we'll go In white light I don't think so But what do I know? What do I know? I know!
I know you think I'm holding you down And I've fallen by the wayside now And I don't understand the same things as you But I do
Don't laugh at me Don't look away
You'll follow me back With the sun in your eyes And on your own Bedshaped And legs of stone You'll knock on my door And up we'll go In white light I don't think so But what do I know? What do I know? I know!
And up we'll go In white light I don't think so But what do I know? What do I know? I know..
I am reminded of a phrase, "The end is near" or maybe because I'm listening to the song. If it is, all that I want is a towel. If the world is going to be destroyed for a hyperspace bypass, or atleast, a world created of mind is destroyed for reasons unbeknownst but to kin, then I don't want to be there. I'l just curl up with my towel. Now, I speak of..nothing in particular, so don't assume that the world really is going to be destroyed, but I had an interesting thought. What happens to the rest of the world when we close a door? Say, we lock ourselves in a room. Does the rest of the world stop existing? Imagine if it did. Then you could imagine what would be outside that door when you opened it. Perhaps this only happens at midnight. Everything outside your room becomes, for a nanosecond, nothing. No past, present, future. Just nothing. Interesting. The world being a figment of our imagination. Now, If only we could do that with people. Stuff our fingers in our ears and go "NANANANA I can't hear you so You don't exist". See no, Hear no, Speak no. Psychobabble. I just realise how good I feel today. A little sad, yes, but I feel good. I found something interesting.
It is said that one does not meet their Twin Soul or Twin Flame until they have learned many lessons of love, loss and forgiveness through close Soul Mate relationships, that the heart is made resilient and strong through pain and loss, and must be so to face the intensity of being with the other half of their soul.
Many people who have met their Twin Soul had experienced a "Dark Night of the Soul", or a major spiritual transformation just prior to meeting, or upon meeting this soul. It's almost as if you need to be "emptied out" emotionally, spiritually and mentally as a test of your spirit.
