you take my hand to guide me home

I am doing math.

No, I’m not. I’m here, blogging because my brain is tired. I think my brain is panting. Brain? Hello? Are you tired? I can feel you breathing down my neck. Math makes me seasick because the numbers are just swimming in my head and I keep drawing the wrong lines. I think I’m distracted by the fact that I need a new notebook STAT because I have a lot of things I want to do.

I don’t get the basics, how do I get the advanced parts? Need a life jacket over here. Ah, yes, now I’m floating… Oh no, air is leaking out of the float and I’m sinking again. That is how I constantly feel when I’m doing math. Whatever math you name, I’ll be lost in between.

I have things to do! I can’t be looking at my math every single day! I need my notebook! *cries* Pen and paper doesn’t feel the same anymoooore. I want my Microsoft Word. My phone has the Microsoft Word application but I’ll be wearing my thumbs out if I type out 50000 words. No way I’m losing my thumbs to my insignificant phone.

You said it, brother.

Anyways, I’m kind of at a loss for words again. I just want a new laptop and someone to help me unload my old hard disc into the new one. I want my old files back. Even though I told myself that it’s nothing important and I can do everything again, I can’t!! I need my things.

Okay, there’s been too many ‘I’s used.

I should go and complete my homework now.

P.S: Baby (the beagle and no, that’s not his real name) has a cute collar. He looks adorable but somehow the Green Day tie around his neck looked cuter. (:

x

even when you’re gone and far away

Taco.

What has happened to the fun between Taco and me? I miss those silly, childish card games we play. I miss staying up late. I miss getting shocks from seeing pictures I don’t want to see. I miss laughing stupidly at my screen. I miss hearing all those ridiculous untrue things you say about me. I miss the challenges you challenge me to do. I miss trying to ignore your display picture. I miss IM-ing you French lyrics. I miss reading your wordy posts. I miss talking about Nick Wheeler everything with you. I miss 2009 and freedom.

2010, what have you done?

We have hardly anything to talk about when we’re together in a crowd of friends.

We have been so busy that we can’t even do much things together. We have our own thing to stress about and all we get to do together is playing games so we can completely forget about everything.

Holidays, I need you. Badly.

x

I press my headphones closer to my ears so your voice is closer to me.

you took my heart away

Ooooh, baaaa! Said the little green men in Toy Story.

I kind of hate cupcakes but I like looking at them. Purple cupcakes are idealistic.

Okay, to cut to the chase, we haven’t been blogging much because we’ve been busy, busy, busy! Really busy, I feel like flying off to another planet to take a breather. *exhales!

Sunday, I have never liked you much.

I left my heart homework on the dancefloor (so that people will step all over it and eventually it’ll shred to pieces). HAHA. I’m a genius!

x

I’m having a karaoke session at home now. Saturday night, y’all.

She’s gorgeous.

Guess whose? You got that right. Mine.

He is not frigging JUS*** BIE***.

I want and need a purse, preferably a Marc Jacobs one. (:

Basically, all my thoughts since I stopped blogging. Sufficient enough to keep you satiated for another week, I hope.

XOXO.

so i start a fight cause i need to feel something

Why I know that this year is going to be a hell of a ride.

Oh, totally gross but I laughed really hard when Nick tweeted this. I knew they weren’t going to stay mad at each other for that long. You make me smile, Nick and Ty.

Since I’m feeling totally depressed, I’m going back to my favorite past time: Posting a gazillion pictures that will be sure to lag you out of our page. Just kidding.

This is how I feel.

Why the hell does he have to be so sexy? :/ Lol.

That’s the I Wanna face.

Wish I could be that excited…

I miss Gossip Girl. Where are those episodes? I’ve been too busy with nothing to not watch it. Darn. Now there’s not going to be anymore time.

Who cares if David looks gay? I like him and he can speak French. (:

Seb is the cutest! Love ya, Seb… and Stuey! (:

No! My dream of Katy and David being together has been crushed by Russell Brand’s proposal to Katy. WHY!??!?!

They met here… at the AMAs, was it? No idea. My memory does not serve as I was not sitting beside Nick Wheeler at the event. Just kidding!

Anyways, they’re engaged now. Katy and Russell… much to my… horror? Okay, whatev. It’s none of my business. I wish her well. Him as well. Um, congratulations.

So… you and the werewolf didn’t last, huh? Oh well. Better to part as friends than enemies.

You hear that, Jesse? You’re WANTED! (:

Me love Cookie Monstah! Caveman talk *inside joke.

Screw Worst Actress of the Year. Megan Fox is hot. Kristen Stewart is a bad actress and she isn’t even hot. You go, Megan! I sound like Perez but I don’t give a hoot.

I saw someone wearing this that day. Back off, b*tch. Marc Jacobs is mine!

Wondering when I’m going to be able to finish watching my Las Vegas seasons.

I’ve been watching my brother play Batman: Arkham Asylum. It’s been fun and while this Batman might be ’saving’ Katy Perry, the one in the game is kicking badass.

Mmhmm. Dr Watson at your service… *hint* :]

That will be all from me.

Goodbye from your friendly neigborhood spider bat Cookie Monster!

x

P.S: This is me and C’s convo about Chris Brown.

Me: I’m listening to Chris Brown.

C: Yeah I was just thinking how long it’s been since I listened to Wall to Wall.

Me: I’m over it. *It refers to the CB-Rihanna incident.

Me: Cause I kinda hate Rihanna more now.

C: Yeah. Haha.

C: Community service FTW.

Me: LOL!!!

Heh. We’re lamers.

x

Happy New Year again!

I’m late. Yes, I know.

Sorry about that. A new year means new things to plan and organize. Been slightly busy with this and that but I’m here now. To blog… about New Year’s day and whatnot.

First off,

May this year bring you joy, happiness, wealth, prosperity, good health, whatever whatever. All good things, that is. It’s time to step out of 2009 and in to 2010. However crappy 2010 may turn out to be, remember that there’s always next year. And by the way, I strongly disapprove of the people who keep insisting that the world will end in 2012. If it ends in 2012, so be it. Stop depressing everyone by saying that we’ll be gone in 2 years time.

Anyways, 2010, here I come. The first two days of this new year have already proved to be… quite normal. I don’t think I’ll be saying that next week. I’ll probably be busy, busy, busy but fear not, for I shall not forget thee, dear blog. Har har. Shakespeare, I am not. Forget my pathetic attempt at talking medieval language.

I don’t have many resolutions this year but I found this and thought it summed up a few of my plans:

Yes. And to add to the list:

1. Smile more.
2. Try not to curse and swear too much.
3. Try to actually finish my assignments on time.
4. Give my dog more attention so that he won’t be so deprived and won’t feel the need to run away like a silly mutt. Okay, that was unkind. I take that back…
5. Tolerate more nonsense from people I hate dislike.
6. Uh… do something useful with my life.
7. Try not to wish for the year to end quickly seeing as it’s hardly been two days since the new year.
8. Complain less.

And yeah, that about sums up what I plan to do this year.

What do you plan to do?

We watched the fireworks display from the usual rooftop this year and it was amazing though I don’t think it was anything great compared to all the other ones I saw on CNN. LOL. The grass on the other side always looks greener, I guess.

This is not the real picture. I just nipped it from Bing images.

And… apart from New Year’s day, nothing much has been going on. Same old, same old.

I’ve been invited to a friend’s birthday barbecue party. I’m wondering if I should go. I feel awkward at social events. I mean, I’m not unsociable… I just don’t fit in because I’m not like everybody else. And I hate buying birthday presents for people because it’s a hassle. I must sound pretty mean but seriously though, birthday parties and buying birthday presents are not fun things to do.

Oh, by the way,

I went grocery shopping with my mom on New Year’s Eve.

School’s gonna suck. Oh well. Nothing new there.

That’s probably it from me today or is it tomorrow already? Ah well.

Love and peace, T.