no thanks for the poison
Sep. 9th, 2005 12:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spiderpigCurrent SNSB lure update: I've got a million of "dunnos" and "prob not". I MEAN. UHM KIDS. PROBABLY IS SUCH A VAGUE WORD.
Anyhoo, I had this crack-filled dream last night. Immy don't ever change your layout to uh ocean blue because it'll be just freaky. And for some reason I was self-bashing in my dream. The default entry line on the tagboard on Immy's blog was like, "I HATE BABA".
Like whut?
The weirder thing was that it was Teacher's Day and all my friends went back to OLGC to celebrate. Even those that didn't come from there. And that includes guys. Lots of random CJC guys showed up, which is tre creepy. What, do you all have lolita complexes? Tsk tsk tsk. And what's more, the whole CJC band room had transplanted itself to OLGC. Ummm??
I think this is like, the after effects of downing 2 mugs of beer. I don't get drunk in real life but only in my sleep. :\
Ouch. I suddenly remembered that there were cats in the roof that made this huge racket a few years back. I thought they were restless spirits.Probably, from fucking around too much.
EDIT: Probably the wrong time to be panicking about this but omfg Music Proficiency test. Has anyone realized that oh I suck so bad in this whole aspect of music?
WAIT. I JUST SUCK AT IT IN A WHOLE.
Why did I suddenly torment myself? (As if History and Economics and Lit wasn't enough :\) I inexplicably found the old SNSB booklet of yonks ago in my piano chair-compartment. I was happily reminiscing about all the pieces we played and then POOF
Here come Mr Alvin Seville s/o Arumugam's voice going, "MUSIC PROFICIENCY TEST HA HA HA". Way to pressurize.
Anyhoo. Back to that thing call studying.
Anyhoo, I had this crack-filled dream last night. Immy don't ever change your layout to uh ocean blue because it'll be just freaky. And for some reason I was self-bashing in my dream. The default entry line on the tagboard on Immy's blog was like, "I HATE BABA".
Like whut?
The weirder thing was that it was Teacher's Day and all my friends went back to OLGC to celebrate. Even those that didn't come from there. And that includes guys. Lots of random CJC guys showed up, which is tre creepy. What, do you all have lolita complexes? Tsk tsk tsk. And what's more, the whole CJC band room had transplanted itself to OLGC. Ummm??
I think this is like, the after effects of downing 2 mugs of beer. I don't get drunk in real life but only in my sleep. :\
Ouch. I suddenly remembered that there were cats in the roof that made this huge racket a few years back. I thought they were restless spirits.
EDIT: Probably the wrong time to be panicking about this but omfg Music Proficiency test. Has anyone realized that oh I suck so bad in this whole aspect of music?
WAIT. I JUST SUCK AT IT IN A WHOLE.
Why did I suddenly torment myself? (As if History and Economics and Lit wasn't enough :\) I inexplicably found the old SNSB booklet of yonks ago in my piano chair-compartment. I was happily reminiscing about all the pieces we played and then POOF
Here come Mr Alvin Seville s/o Arumugam's voice going, "MUSIC PROFICIENCY TEST HA HA HA". Way to pressurize.
Anyhoo. Back to that thing call studying.
