Why does my head hurt?
Oh, yeah, the caffein finally wore off.

Nap time 'til dinner. Then work. Hahahahaha... Yeah.

Oooh and it's raining!

Good evening ladies and gentlemen,

I had a relatively nice day, albeit a little distracted.
Had a spot of coffee with a darling friend and psychoanalysed myself.

"It's okay, I fight for you," said she, after I said I was a pacifist by force (If I start fighting with people, they'll sooner kick my ass).
Hahahaha... I luff yewww!!!

The opposite sex to me is like a really good puzzle.
I give myself quests.
I won't want to let go until I've solved it or finished every item on the list.
And when I do, game over.
I'll toss him to one side and move on to the next.

Getting me to figure out exactly how a boy ticks may possibly be the fastest way to make me lose interest.
Which is not entirely a good thing.

Since, opposite sex is like a puzzle he becomes a new hobby or a new toy and I become very irate if it gets played with by another person before I'm done, kind of like a child throwing tantrums.

Things I have learned about myself:
- I cannot think when I listen to Jamiroquai. All I want to do is dance. Obviously bad for when I need to focus on work.

The Stocks, They Plummet.

It's the feeling you get

It's that bad taste in your mouth

The disappointment

When things start going South.

Your tummy stops churning

The butterflies are dead

You're left with a blank stare

Wanting a blank slate.

It's long,

the banter

the guise

no further.

Adieu, adieu, auf wiedersehen.

Hahaha... drama minggu ini.
Note to self: for future ref, please refer to same date on secret bloggy.

Oh, it seems I have not labelled all my posts with Poems and haikus with any labels so later, when I'm less busy, I will start labelling all posts with poems and haikus under 'poeticity'. No such word literally exists. I just made it up.

I might continue this later today but in the mean time,
GOOOOOOOD MORRRNIIIIIIING!
*huge carebear hugs*

@9AM:
I'm hungry and wide awake early on a Sunday.
This is wrong. SO WRONG! I SHOULD BE ASLEEP.
Still supremely peeved from yesterday, I guess it's a step down from being pissed like freakin' nuclear.
MEERS, I NEED A RANTING SESSION.

I'm really hungry, the only thing I can think of is lamb kebabs.
And snuggles/cuddles. :(

Also, music.
Lots of music from my speakers while I do work or have a layabout and just enjoy the tunes.
I need new tunes.
I want to buy albums.
I'm probably going to crash in the afternoon. Shut down imminent.

-_-''
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So angreh. So very angreh.

@9PM
Recap of cool pool party,

Me:

*goes to chesticles with a cup*

Na zdorovya!

Chesticles:

What's that?

Me: 

Na zdorovya.

Chesticles: 

What the heck is that?

Me: 

It's like cheers (actually 'to good health') in Polish (actually Russian and Ukrainian, sorry).

Chesticles:

Ohhhh...

Together: 

NA ZDOROVYA! (pronounced nastrahvia, emphasis on the 'ah')

Lil/Zim/Everyone else:

What? In Hornish?

Me:

WTF?

Lil: 

What country? Horny. Excuse me, are you Horny? Why, yes! Are you?

Me:

HAHAHAHAH... BABI KAU.

Sticking ice into people's pants/shirts/bikinis,

So yeah...
I finally got me a pair of new earphones after so many months of listening to good music on a bad  and some new work shirts. Yay!
My earphones are red and ohmaigawd I can actually HEAR the bass!

My morning wake up ritual,
1. Get out of bed after trying to go back to sleep for about 15 minutes.
2. Curse.
3. Go to laptop.
4. Turn on Morning Jive and stick on repeat.
5. Bathroom for the bathroomy things.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY (later) DANNY (1st Nov) AND SARZ (20th Oct)! I LOVE YOU!

So we threw a surprise party under the guise of "The Super Secret After Grad Super Secret Party that's Super Secret" ngahaha...

I fell and scratched my leg ergo I sad.
This is cos I didn't want to get tossed unceremoniously into the pool.
And I automatically yell "I'm okay," when I'm clearly not. Coverline hhahahha...
Had fun aside from some skanky ho hitting up on people. Spesh the Cappy (obviously).
Woops, named the puppy.
It's not my fault I'm territorial and get supremely green-eyed.
It is my fault for saying "No," when she asked if he was my bloke, though.
Gurh.
*BARK BARK BARK BARK GROWL*
There. all those barking and growling mean that I have gone on a rant on the secret bloggy.
Not that you all care.
May said and I quote:
 "There is a difference between sexy, and cheap. Girl, you're just cheap."

No shit.
Have a little class, mate.

Oh my god, NAK!

http://www.shewee.com/newstore/
or
http://whizzy4you.com/index.htm for the disposable one...

Means I can pee standing up! YAY! OMG YAY!
Wait... that means I have to bring sanitary ladywipes everywhere.
Which is good cos some places don't have a bidet.
Also, it beats sitting on icky toilets. ickyyy...

Oh, and quick update...
David H. said "Absolutely we can take her. It would be an honor to have aishah w us."
Consider my ego stroked.
I start work on the 25th, icebreaker's on the 23rd.
I wonder if getting a real job would be this quick?

MANEE IN MY BANK SO MAAACH MAHNEEE YAAAYYY.

Holy shit, looking back at some photos, gotta say, the Oyster Party was the shiiiizzz!
hahahahaha...

HAIKU TIME!

Life at a standstill

being chucked into the pool.

And I say: AGH NO!

My 1001th post! YAY!

G'pa got the tickets for K&QoC OMG YAY!

Had steak, am full so... OMG YAY!

OMG YAY!

... Actually, I've made a list of things to do but I haven't actually started anything.
I do know what I'm going to do. Final term, why are you so tiresome?

Zaty tagged me on fesbuk and since I'm supremely amused by it, it gets put on the blog.

Go to: http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi
Put your name in, and generate slogan after each question.

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1. What do you say to yourself every morning?
They Drink Sha In The Congo
What I say: Why would they drink me in the Congo? Am I tasty? Am I like the Kool Aid man?

2. What do you want other people to say about you?
We'll Leave The Sha On For You
What I say: Leave the what on? Leave the me on? Me on what? Me revved on? No, that's not good.

3. Someone asked you out, your answer is...
Leaves Your Sha Minty not Mediciney
What I say: Now that just sounds wrong. I am minty, though, all the goddamn time.

4. How would you introduce yourself to someone you really like?
It's a Sha Adventure
What I say: Betta believe. I can take you on a magic carpet ride to... ADVENTURELAND!

5. To someone you dislike?
It Takes A Tough Man To Make A Tender Sha
What I say: Damn, right. And you're not man enough. In fact you're a sissy little girl in a pink tutu.

6. You're in a conversation and you suddenly feel the need to pee, how would you excuse yourself?
Designed for Sha
What I say: I don't get it.

7. Your parents ask you why you got home late, you say...
We Want To Be Smiths Sha
What I say: My parents would ask who this 'Smith' is and why 'we' want to be his.

8. You're failing a subject, you say...
Just for the Taste of Sha
What I say: Actually, I've never felt the taste of defeat. So, yeah.

9. The love of your life asks you to marry him/her, what do you say?
Pardon Me, Do You Have Any Grey Sha
What I say: Say what?

10. Your bf/gf is breaking up with you, you tell him/her...
Get In My Sha
What I say: GET IN MY SHA! I dunno, it sounds like an epic win to me.

11. What are the best words to describe you?
Make Fun of Sha
What I say: No, don't make fun of me! Make fun with me! of other people BUT ME!

12. If you're going to have a movie about your life, the title is...
Get The Sha Out!
What I say: And the ratings are box office hits, winner of grammys, emmys and raspberries.

13. Your last words before you die...
That'll be the Sha
What I say: Or 'Bitch, gimme mah sammich,'... It really depends on who's kicking my ass.

14. Your message to a special someone...
It's Good To Talk Sha
What I say: Because I know your deepest secrets and your inner child wants sugar coated gobstoppers.

15. Title of this post will be...
How Many Licks Does it Take to Get to the Center of a Sha
What I say: Eheh... heh... Double entendres galooooore...

This is extremely amusing. I am lazy to tag.

At nigh 1AM I find myself DAAAAAMN FUNNY LA.
kan?

Whoops, nerdgasm, thanks to Pranav Mistry (MIT) who is working on Sixthsense.

If you're lazy to read here's his TEDtalks India: Ta-daaaa...

Oh, my god, the possibilities are amaaaaaazing barring the word cloud on someone's torso. It's a little weird to know that the dude you're talking to is checking your stats and you're doing the same.

By the way, it's nice to know my brain-thoughts go south of everyone else.

I spent a good portion of last night working and laughing at myself doing Scottish accents thanks to youtube (yoochoob). The way I do it is really horrible. I need more practice. After which, what the vag am I supposed to do a Scottish accent for?

Also, I've decided to name two characters in any two-character blurb I come up with as Vicar and Pope.

I would like to go on another roadtrip. I need to make lists. I have to do my work.

You know, you really only have 10 years or less after graduating to make enough to live la dolce vita. I am not interested in the rat race.

Anyway, updated two new stories on Project Aries. Both to do with Zombies and weird shit. Read and comment. Thank you!