sweet dreams till sun beams find you

wat i have accomplished tonight with jol
1)whistle on the fone
2)make funny noises
3)look at porn (technically arty pictures posted on sarongpartygirl's blog)
4)look at pictures of noses

we are officially mad

i need to study
two years worth of econs and lit
and a thousand and one sketches

i need to stick my ass onto the piano

i am so tired from school without even beginning to mug.

art is killing me. and i feel like killing mr dunn

i need to write 1500 more words on whether pets need us more than we need them.. personally i think we need them more than they need us. but i shall just save the elaboration for the actual work later

shld i not go school tomorrow?

boredom and unexplainable bouts of frustration are getting the better of me lately. i feel the need to sort out my thoughts, feelings watever. but when i actually think abt it, i either feel that they are reallie non substantial or end up falling asleep.

it's all the trivial possibilities and voices and thoughts and scenarios that leech to the back of ur mind
you can ignore them some of the time
but you can't entertain them all of the time, you'll go nuts
like me

i hate love
i love love

let me be the fool

the universal perversed fetish of self torturing and inner self mutilation

i can just go on and on abt my inner world the whole day, toying with endless strands of thoughts but i can't. there are stuff that needs to done, exams to begin studying for. i wish i could give my all to working on all the ambiguities of my life, actully just one :( like i used to.. but i can't, it has become inevitable that there will come a point in time where i have to sit down, pick up a pen and start on an essay marathon or sketch drawing after drawing of hands and cups and foetuses..

i am afraid all will be too late when i am done.
that everything will pass even before i figure out wat i want. like a great super discounted sale that flashes by before i know what i want to buy or even like from that store. at least i can think abt wat a nice top it was or how the dress looked like on in the dressing room. i rather whine and pine and regret not being able to buy those stuff than miss the entire thing completely..

waitforme..

yes bimbo analogy there

world peace is passe
i need inner peace. iNNER PEACE NOW!

..please