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Jun. 12th, 2007 11:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spiderpigMy dad asked me, car keys in hand, "I'm going down to the circus, do you want anything?"
"No, nothing," I reply. But what I really wanted to say was "I need a new heart and probably part of my brain replaced. Can you do that for me dad?"
Devastated probably isn't the proper word here, crushed is maybe flying slightly under the radar, I feel evaporated. Like a laser beam just hit me and all that's life is that spot on the ground with the black ash marks around where I was.
But I need to start talking about happier things. June was supposed to be different. I was and am supposed to be learning how to be a happier person. Which is how totally shredding notes on the keyboard for Frets on Fire was completely awesome. It's catharsis, to just blast all the rock'n tunes and head bang while my fingers try their best to keep up. Somehow though, it's completely laggy when I run it on Vista. Guess I'll have to tinker with the settings.Geek time! Speaking about guitar shredding, my brother is thinking of selling our electric because it's just sitting pretty. I want an acoustic for jamming purposes, but having an electric at hand is obviously handy. I'm rather attached to the red and white Strat-copy beauty and don't really want him to sell it. :x
That aside, my second batch of Threadless tees are in! I am now the proud owner (I say owner because my spoilt little brother has never chipped in to buy a single of the shirts he steals from me) of 8 more Threadless tees, and very much poorer. I don't shop much, but when I do spend money on clothes, I go all out. For one, I only buy clothes once a year that's usually during the End of Year sales or during the Great Singapore Sale. Count me out from the legions of girls who buy a new item of clothing every week/month.
That was actually my Nintendo DS money before I whored myself out to the Fashion Police. I have the right to remain silent, anything I say can and will be used against me. That being said, I am fully willing to starve for the next few months in order to get my Nintendo DS Lite with any two games that can keep me occupied while I chew on my lips instead of food. Dad's on leave till the end of the month (hurrah!) and I'm probably going to head down to Sim Lim Square one day with him to scope out some gaming goods. I'm itching to get GH and GH2 for my PS2.
Yesterday, after a much needed nap (I end up sleeping around 3am every morning now), I awoke to Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations episode in Osaka and the Kishuu Valley. After that seemingly blink-of-an-eye one hour, I had an overwhelming ache to go back there again. I need to go back to Japan. There is a concentric pull (I don't know what I'm talking about here) that tugs at my heart - I'm being sucked into the whirlpool that is Japan. I don't understand why I need to go back there. I have to return there. I can't stop going there until I've found what I need to find.
HAHA. My brother and I were watching Spellcast and I was like shouting out all the spellings and going "I'M DYSLEXIC AND I CAN SPELL!!!" like a drunkard and my brother starts shouting "YOU'RE A FUCKING NERD" at me! He has a strange obsession with shouting the contestant HongJin's name ("HONGJIN!!") like some WWE wrestler and it's really funny. And there's the poor little girl who looks like a boy in a dress. Really. I kept on insisting that she was a he - until I saw that she was wearing a skirt. I'm still convinced that there's something seriously wrong with her though.
I'll be busier in weeks to come, and I'm rather thankful for that. Hopefully this business will get me some cash. I've yet to visit the library, so I have to start doing that soon... Ehhh.... I need to pack my schedule up a bit so I'm not so much of a starving hikkomori writer. :D()
EDIT: I'm watching the SMAPBistro episode where Ueno Juri and Tamaki Hiroshi appear and <333 I love Tamaki Hiroshi!!!
"No, nothing," I reply. But what I really wanted to say was "I need a new heart and probably part of my brain replaced. Can you do that for me dad?"
Devastated probably isn't the proper word here, crushed is maybe flying slightly under the radar, I feel evaporated. Like a laser beam just hit me and all that's life is that spot on the ground with the black ash marks around where I was.
But I need to start talking about happier things. June was supposed to be different. I was and am supposed to be learning how to be a happier person. Which is how totally shredding notes on the keyboard for Frets on Fire was completely awesome. It's catharsis, to just blast all the rock'n tunes and head bang while my fingers try their best to keep up. Somehow though, it's completely laggy when I run it on Vista. Guess I'll have to tinker with the settings.
That aside, my second batch of Threadless tees are in! I am now the proud owner (I say owner because my spoilt little brother has never chipped in to buy a single of the shirts he steals from me) of 8 more Threadless tees, and very much poorer. I don't shop much, but when I do spend money on clothes, I go all out. For one, I only buy clothes once a year that's usually during the End of Year sales or during the Great Singapore Sale. Count me out from the legions of girls who buy a new item of clothing every week/month.
That was actually my Nintendo DS money before I whored myself out to the Fashion Police. I have the right to remain silent, anything I say can and will be used against me. That being said, I am fully willing to starve for the next few months in order to get my Nintendo DS Lite with any two games that can keep me occupied while I chew on my lips instead of food. Dad's on leave till the end of the month (hurrah!) and I'm probably going to head down to Sim Lim Square one day with him to scope out some gaming goods. I'm itching to get GH and GH2 for my PS2.
Yesterday, after a much needed nap (I end up sleeping around 3am every morning now), I awoke to Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations episode in Osaka and the Kishuu Valley. After that seemingly blink-of-an-eye one hour, I had an overwhelming ache to go back there again. I need to go back to Japan. There is a concentric pull (I don't know what I'm talking about here) that tugs at my heart - I'm being sucked into the whirlpool that is Japan. I don't understand why I need to go back there. I have to return there. I can't stop going there until I've found what I need to find.
HAHA. My brother and I were watching Spellcast and I was like shouting out all the spellings and going "I'M DYSLEXIC AND I CAN SPELL!!!" like a drunkard and my brother starts shouting "YOU'RE A FUCKING NERD" at me! He has a strange obsession with shouting the contestant HongJin's name ("HONGJIN!!") like some WWE wrestler and it's really funny. And there's the poor little girl who looks like a boy in a dress. Really. I kept on insisting that she was a he - until I saw that she was wearing a skirt. I'm still convinced that there's something seriously wrong with her though.
I'll be busier in weeks to come, and I'm rather thankful for that. Hopefully this business will get me some cash. I've yet to visit the library, so I have to start doing that soon... Ehhh.... I need to pack my schedule up a bit so I'm not so much of a starving hikkomori writer. :D()
EDIT: I'm watching the SMAPBistro episode where Ueno Juri and Tamaki Hiroshi appear and <333 I love Tamaki Hiroshi!!!
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Date: 2007-06-13 02:58 am (UTC)