My love started with a mixtape.
He made a mixtape that expresses what he felt and I fell for that.
Poetry and Edward Monkton cards.
Sweet words and bitter fights.
Love and hate.
Life and death.
Just like he cannot find another like me,
I will never be able to find someone like him again.
He gets me like no other.
We learn from each other.
Though many may say we're not suited for each other, I feel that once you strip our masks we're all just bones.

Anyway we are both simple creatures.
We like things sweet and simple.
Minimalist, we are.
When we get a house, they will only be basic things in it, so basic that you'll go "this is it?????"
We will welcome anybody and everybody.
Come join us in our simple home.
 

Did I mention I am so in love with the journal Michelle shared with me online.
Everything is so gorgeous, from the words to the pictures. And she's right, it's so much better than reading known blogs.
I am close to finishing New Earth. And then I am off to finish "The elephant Vanishes". I simply love that book by Haruki Murakami.
Very simple and pointless yet makes you think about it over and over wanting more, guessing, yearning to know.


I buy chocolate and place them on the kettle so that they melt and then i drink it.
So anyway the moral of the story is do not drink melted chocolate when using the laptop because shit happens.
Now frantically cleaning the mess.
Thank you for listening or reading or whatever you think you're doing.

2 more Cds I plan to get after I get my pay
It's Blitz! by Yeah Yeah Yeahs
My Maudlin Career by Camera Obscura


Ps: Jessie I am sorry to hear about your grandmother, I hope  you and your family are feeling better. I love you by the way, in a sisterly friendly kinda way in case you are wondering. Take care and I will see you soon enough.

I have a lot on my mind at the moment.
Mainly on financial issues.
I have so many textbooks to buy which amounts to nearly $200.
I have yet to buy concession and so on.
I have decided not to ask him for aid anymore as it is unfair for him to be helping me all the time.
I always tell him to save money yet he spends most of his money on me.
He just cannot say NO to me, everything I ask, he wants to get it.
So now, I just have to control and stop asking.
I have to start budgeting myself and watch how I spend my money as I have to solely depend on myself from now on.
Today I met him, we went to NYDC at The Heeren then I purchased 2 Cds
Bat for Lashes and Rachael Yamagata.
Anyway since I have met him I have not once downloaded music online,
he strongly believes in buying the Cd if you truely support an artist.
So, he owns like a thousand or so Cds and I just borrow from him since we listen to more or less the same kind  of music.
We also buy music together once in a while.
We have decided to put aside one room for our music and books, turn it into a chill-out room. I think that would be really cool.
I already thought about the colour and design of the room. Divide the room into two, the books side will be bright and vintage and the music side will be darker and laid back with bean bags and sofa bed.

I am actually quite tired as I have been going out the entire week.
I plan to rest early as I have work tomorrow morning.

 

In schoolright now. My lecturer is on MC.
How nice?
Anyway I am at the lib stoning with Farah. That's Farah by the way.
I pack food today because I am on a mission to save money.
Oh well, going to stone for a bit then eat my packed food and head to the convention centre to check out the CCA thingys.

Woke up to the sound of the rain.
What a perfect day.
Went back to sleep as jogging was impossible today.
Woke up again to submit my work schedule which was due yesterday.
Made myself a sandwich.
2 things on my to-do list.
1)Organise files in com
2)Re-paint nails
I could add a few more like
*go to the market to purchase vegetables
*go IMM to collect my shoes
*read finish New Earth-again
*pack for school

Had another one of those weird dreams.
This time I was at the bus stop waiting to take the bus to school.
And I realise that I am late and I am in panic and there is no bus in that busstop that goes to my school.
I end up boarding a bus with Farhan and 2 of my pervious classmates tell me that they have heart problems and Farhan tells me not to ask any more questions. No one could see him, he was like a shadow that was guarding me or some sort. This is the second time i am dreaming of him. Strange.

So here I am on a beautiful sunday morning, wide awake and quite a number of things to do on my to-do list. Off to drink some bottled water and repaint my nails.

I can't believe that school is starting so soon.
I feel unprepared for a year of assignments, exams and FP.
Feel so tired even before I have started.
Running keeps me sane.
My mood turns destructive when I don't.
Nothing much lined up for the next few days.
Read, read read.
I got to learn to take care of myself.

I read Jessie's LJ about patience and listening.
Realised that I have been rather irritable because I refuse to listen or show attention.
I am sorry for the past few days.
I aim to do better and thank you for your patience.
Love is me and you sweets:)