God Thinks I'm Abel

You are the poison in the air
the atoms that collide and combust.
Careless tunes fingered in the dark.

Maybe in time You'll want to be Mine.

HALLOWEEN WAS SICK SHIT THIS YEAR! MY FIRST HALLOWEEN IN EONS AND LIGHTYEARS AND I HAD A GREAT TIME. BOOZE BOOBZ BEER BEARDS, WHATEVER, NEVER HAD THIS MUCH FUN SINCE THE LAST HOE-DOWN!

WE TANKED UP AT JAMES' PLACE THEN BOUNCED OVER TO THE ROADHOUSE AND HAD AN AMAZINGLY BRILLIANT TIME. GOT MY 50QUID'S WORTH AFTER SPENDING IT IN ANGEL'S COSTUME SHOP A FEW HOURS BEFORE. I STILL HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BUT PLEASE TAKE NOTICE OF THE BULLETWOUND TO THE HEAD.I DID THAT ALL ON MY OWN YO!

I LOVE HALLOWEEN SO MUCH. THE PARTY DIDN'T END TILL 8AM THE NEXT DAY.I MISSED AN IMPORTANT TEST AS A RESULT, HAD 2 HRS SLEEP BEFORE EMBARKING ON MY MAMMOTH 2000 WORD ESSAY (THEN PROCEEDING TO GIVE UP AT A PATHETIC 1500 WORDS).I NEED TO GET MY PRORITIES STRAIGHT.

BUT FOR NOW AT LEAST, HALLOWEEN THIS YEAR WAS WICKED.

Just came back from youknowho's place. All I can think about is this song. It's 4 in the afternoon and I'm ready to pass out from exhaustion.

So this is what being 19 is all about.... booze bad music and hunger pangs. I loved my birthday this year because it was the strangest birthday I have ever had. I somehow managed to find a wormhole or something as it felt I lived two days in one.

The day before, I brought a bottle of white as a peace gesture to J as I stepped into his lush apartment in Soho. It was pouring out and I had the misfortune of getting drenched (this always happens when I haven't brought my umbrella out). What intended to be a trip to the movies turned out to be a 12 hour session of just talking over wine and a suspicious bottle of spanish punch. I kid you not, we just sat there and talked. Both of us are amazed we actually managed to pull that off. 12 hours later, I dragged my heavy body out his door into the soft blue light of dawn and back to my hall.

5 hours later I had woken from my nap and was planning to sit in my room and wait for my thoughts to reorganise themselves in my head. Kira popped by however and was such a darling bringing me a bouqet of flowers. z was determined to get me out of my reclusive state and was,unfortunately ,successful. I suffered a trip to vodka island where heavy heaving bodies (the occasional rotund jiggling one included),boogied and gyrated to cheesie oldies including Sclub7. I refrained from doing anything.I just sat there totally detached and displeased.

At 2 I ran over to Name's place where he microwaved some random foods for me.But I loved him and left him. After wolfing down the food I took a cab back to the halls where I crashed and died for all eternity and missed a lecture the next day.

The first part of my birthday was perfect. It was at 12.16 I realised I was 19 mid sentence. I had so much fun. Thank you all. Love you all. Peace out,I'm a big girl. xxxoOx

Notice the vast sea of asians. This is an ABACUS party. I thought it meant a group of asians sitting around with abacuses (abaci?) in their laps multiplying and subtracting at lightning speed fuelled by red bull so I refused to go. Then at 11pm I found myself getting VIP for ABACUS. How sad is that.

Contrary to popular belief, I am not a party animal . There are dry spells,like now.

Anyway, ABACUS party which happened to be Scaz's bday as well. I was more excited about the dinner to be honest, I almost fell asleep watching tv before we left for soho.

Yea actually I'm too lazy to upload the pics twice. Thank god for friendster. woot woot -_-

Crash landed into my hall (finally). Been busy for the past few days gathering bric a brac all over london for my place including a very useless paper lamp which set me back 18 quid. 18 quid for a dump paper lantern I could have gotten in Singapore for like 50 cents -_-

My roomie is a Spore as well but she's moving out now that I'm moving in LOL. The majorest coincidence was that she was stalking a girl from the hall next to us and the Stalked turned out to be my bessie LOLOL. SO, my bessie will be swapping with my roomie (bless her) and I forsee little to no studying will be done. But what are friends for right?

We're looking forward to beautiful magical nights of deliverance. No, we haven't joined a cult, it's this awesome home delivery service ...www.deliverance.co.uk *swoon*

Anyway, gotta bounce, first lecture yo. I'm a big gurl!! rofl. who we kidding ;)

I came close to updating my blog the other week,but it was only a false alarm. Turns out when I went into blogspot it was just a freudian click.

Anyway, before my blogspace fades into cyber oblivion and lest you start losing interest in my life (godforbid), here's the latest update.

I'm in London now and still adjusting to the freezing mornings. Despite the 32.17kg worth of clothes and accesories I've brought with me, it has become apparent that one can hardly keep warm with topshop accessories. On top of that, I'm running out of things to wear. In a moment of desperation I almost wore my bedrobe out.

It has only been 2 days of commuting to and from campus to my apartment and already my left ankle is giving way. The walking has even gotten so serious as to render a pair of *shudder* walking shoes necessary. I had to pick a pair and these skater-like, VANS- hybrid loafers were the most decent out of all the squeaky taichi inspired pumps I tried. I'm sorry Anna Wintour... I've let you down yet again.

Aside from my fashion crisis, physical discomfort and the emotional torment I have been put through in these first two days at uni what with matriculation going on and all, everything has been going well. I love my new uni, I love the fact that they serve alcohol and cigs in the canteen, and I love how everyone is so frickin friendly (most of the time.and except for me). More importantly, I'm in London, one of the greatest cities in the world (according to some), and I am determined to enjoy it.

Oh, and I still have yet to move into my hall. I'm staying with the dad now and cooking us dinner everyday. I really do not look forward to hall life because I have to share toilets and walk an endless mile to the loo. This means about 40steps of looking like fug in the morning and risking a 80% chance that some guy along the way will catch you looking like roadkill :(

Anyway,I'm meeting my tutor tomorrow to talk about my course and stuff :) smiley face (god, what freak have I turned into!!!)But I'm still missing Singapore now and then, especially in the mornings and when I take a shower. They're starting to put out the christmas stuff now though so it keeps me reminded of the fact that I'm going home for christmas. YAY.

Till the next entry, peace out guys... BE SAFE AND BE COOL Xx

George & Martha Sad Sad Sad...

I've been feeling quite out of step lately.
Maybe it's been the late nights and the new friends.
Or old friends that have just faded and who have gotten lost in the blur of things.
Who the hell knows.
This is an emo entry so it promises nothing glamorous or exciting.

Trips aren't even the same anymore.
They make me sick.

They don't make people like they used to.
Feeling outdated. Like my naiivety belongs in a separate time altogether.
It's all about brutal self-preservation- no offence. I like you and all but I care about myself more.
Sincerity is archaic.

How can I love you if I barely even love myself.
I always knew things fall apart.