You put your face in front of mine,
All but hiding desperation,
Hunger leaks out of your eyes,
Whetting me with dark temptation,
All I want, all I want is to hold you,
Instead I hold my breath.
Sickened by the season,
I am smitten with you,
Saddled with this treason,
I am smitten with you.
In a dimly lighted bar,
We sit while Conscience pours another,
She is home and she is waiting,
She my friend and she your lover,
I can hear the angels on your shoulder,
And the devil on your lips...
And I'm sickened by the season,
I am smitten with you,
Saddled with this treason,
I am smitten with you.
You can read me like a trashy book,
I'm barely keeping in these rages,
So far so clean, but I'm torn between, see,
I'm torn between these pages,
Pages.
You put your face in front of mine,
And breathed a wordless conversation,
Good intentions, true regret,
Cannot eclipse love's desperation.
And I'm sickened by the season,
I am smitten with you,
Saddled with this treason,
I am smitten with you,
I am smitten with you,
I am smitten with you.
Sunday, March 29, 2009
--allez, darling.
Amelie Simone Mauresmo against Flatulence Fava-Beans (have I told you how much I hate vegetables?) Pennetta. Actually, it's Flavia Pennetta, but I'm too afraid to give a flying shit. Come on, Ame. The fucking Sony Ericsson WTA website is not loading and I am this close to freaking out.
Like, eeeeh!
*dies*
Someone bring me a big knife to cut off my head.
Like, eeeeh!
*dies*
Someone bring me a big knife to cut off my head.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
--12:08 in the morning
ME: _____ is damn ugly, right?
BIANCA: Yeah. *sarcastically* You're such a good friend.
ME: And I told you she has sex, right?
BIANCA: Mygod, and she’s Catholic some more. I am not amused.
ME: *snorts* Like you’re so good.
BIANCA: At least I’m better than her.
ME: Good point.
BIANCA: Yeah. *sarcastically* You're such a good friend.
ME: And I told you she has sex, right?
BIANCA: Mygod, and she’s Catholic some more. I am not amused.
ME: *snorts* Like you’re so good.
BIANCA: At least I’m better than her.
ME: Good point.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
--kitty kat's tag!
Directions:
Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog or a note on Facebook with sixteen random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose ten people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment ("you’re it") and to read your blog. You can’t tag the person who tagged you. Since you can’t tag me, let me know when you’ve posted your blog/note, so I can see your weirdness.
Stephanie-Jo Fernandez...
1. has lots of weird nicknames (Ninny, Stephie, Steph, Face, Fag Hag, Betchh). You pick.
2. loves music almost as much as she loves Amelie Mauresmo.
3. loves Amelie Mauresmo.
4. has a thing for men (not boys, men, though I'm partial to bois) with shaggy, dark, curly locks.
5. idolizes Anni Rossi, with regards to her music and Ellen DeGeneres, Marcaret Cho, Sarah Silverman and Marga Gomez with regards to humor.
6. absolutely hates having to go camping and be around trees.
7. is never without her MP3 player.
8. actually has no idea what she's going to do after form 5.
9. really, really, really likes to sleep.
10. is very much in love right now.
11. likes reading her previous blog posts and laughing about how stupid she was (and is?).
12. thinks she could be a stand-up comedianne.
13. never worries unless she absolutely has to.
14. almost never finishes her homework.
15. insists that Nickolai refers to her as Mrs. Willow Rosenberg.
16. makes up words like "Dumbfucktard" on a whim.
I tag:
Pik Ee
-- because she gets Amelie when I die.
Ashqinn
-- because she's nice?
Eusoff
-- because he needs to update!
Amanda
-- because she's in love.
Amy
-- because we agree that love sucks.
Sulekha
-- because she needs to stop being depressed.
Chee Meng
-- because I don't think I've tagged him before.
Vivien
-- because she wants to take me shopping. *screams and runs around like a headless chicken*
Aisyah
-- because she does her tags in green.
Daphne
-- because I need one more.
Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a blog or a note on Facebook with sixteen random things, facts, habits or goals about you. At the end choose ten people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don’t forget to leave them a comment ("you’re it") and to read your blog. You can’t tag the person who tagged you. Since you can’t tag me, let me know when you’ve posted your blog/note, so I can see your weirdness.
Stephanie-Jo Fernandez...
1. has lots of weird nicknames (Ninny, Stephie, Steph, Face, Fag Hag, Betchh). You pick.
2. loves music almost as much as she loves Amelie Mauresmo.
3. loves Amelie Mauresmo.
4. has a thing for men (not boys, men, though I'm partial to bois) with shaggy, dark, curly locks.
5. idolizes Anni Rossi, with regards to her music and Ellen DeGeneres, Marcaret Cho, Sarah Silverman and Marga Gomez with regards to humor.
6. absolutely hates having to go camping and be around trees.
7. is never without her MP3 player.
8. actually has no idea what she's going to do after form 5.
9. really, really, really likes to sleep.
10. is very much in love right now.
11. likes reading her previous blog posts and laughing about how stupid she was (and is?).
12. thinks she could be a stand-up comedianne.
13. never worries unless she absolutely has to.
14. almost never finishes her homework.
15. insists that Nickolai refers to her as Mrs. Willow Rosenberg.
16. makes up words like "Dumbfucktard" on a whim.
I tag:
Pik Ee
-- because she gets Amelie when I die.
Ashqinn
-- because she's nice?
Eusoff
-- because he needs to update!
Amanda
-- because she's in love.
Amy
-- because we agree that love sucks.
Sulekha
-- because she needs to stop being depressed.
Chee Meng
-- because I don't think I've tagged him before.
Vivien
-- because she wants to take me shopping. *screams and runs around like a headless chicken*
Aisyah
-- because she does her tags in green.
Daphne
-- because I need one more.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
--baby season
Mirka: Do not make me play tennis, you stupid little man!Roger: Fine, I'll just ask... Am... uh, someone else!
Roger:...Amelie, I love you! I can't believe you'd leave Marie for me! Wait, Mirka's looking.
Amelie: I love yo... *chnages subject* Did you hear the one about the organs?
Sunday, March 15, 2009
--and nothing you could do could make me turn my back on you.
The skirt is distracting me! Love them both, la. So cute, kan?
Friday, March 13, 2009
--if there was no you
When I see myself,
I'm seeing you too,
As long as I remember
Feeling like I knew,
My jokes aren't funny,
The truth isn't true
If there was no you.
If you were my boat in the deep blue sea,
I'd probably sink you down,
I know I should've thanked you for carrying me,
But for you I would happily drown.
Working on this. Posten cause I haven't blogged in ages. Expect updates. Momosova is back, Roger Fed's expecting, Rafa Nadal is a hottie.
I'm seeing you too,
As long as I remember
Feeling like I knew,
My jokes aren't funny,
The truth isn't true
If there was no you.
If you were my boat in the deep blue sea,
I'd probably sink you down,
I know I should've thanked you for carrying me,
But for you I would happily drown.
Working on this. Posten cause I haven't blogged in ages. Expect updates. Momosova is back, Roger Fed's expecting, Rafa Nadal is a hottie.
Saturday, March 07, 2009
--you matter becauseee...
...you're my mom.
You've seen me through so much stuff, ma. You've always been there, for me to yell and scream and cry and cut. You carried me for nine months in your stomach, and you refused to give me up even though they told you that you should. You've been loving me unconditionally, ever since the day I was born, with hair, no matter what I did, and we all know how difficult I can be. Granted, there were bad times, especially when you walked out on daddy and me last year and caused a heck of a lot of tears, more than you'll ever know, but nobody's perfect. It's okay, I forgive you. You've bought me stuff and let me keep my room a mess and most of all, you let me be who I am, because I think you know that you've done your best with me. I'm sorry, for everything I've done, and for everything I'll do. I never meant to hurt you, ma. I guess all I want to say is, thank you, and I love you.
...you're my grandmas.
Crapo, you ladies are the best. Funny, opinionated, and hell, you swear! You're always there to take my side against the "evil parents", and you love me and love me and love me. Nothing could make me stop loving the both of you. Grandma, you've taken care of me ever since I was a little kid running around the house in diapers while you'd chase me and Nick with a cane, and even now, you take the time to just listen to me. I don't think you know how much that means to an angst-ridden teenager. Amachi, you've always supported me, no matter what you can and cannot remember. It may hurt sometimes, having to see you struggle to remember my name, but the memories of all the good times we've had last forever. You guys have picked me up, doted on me and spoiled me rotten, not to mention given me your endless support. I love you both. Thank you.
...you're my besties.
I don't think I have to mention any names here. I'll just go with this, and you guys can figure it out yourselves. Both the lips, one set of braces, the fashionista, the nicest girl to ever walk the face of the planet, not to mention my lawyer, I can't even begin to tell you how much I love and appreciate you ladies, even though I may moan and groan and bitch about it. Hell, you guys listen to me moan and groan and bitch about it, so I can't really complain. Honestly, I don't know what I'd be doing without you guys. School would suck, I wouldn't have anyone to give random tennis updates to and share lame jokes with and I'd have to keep my crushes to myself. And we all know that there's no fun in that. As much as I complain, I value your advice and I know I don't say this very often, but thank you for putting up with me. I know I can be a megabitch, but I love you all loads, and that has to count for something, right?
...you're random women who make my world go round.
Okay, um... Fida. Nabilah. The Click of 5 Gemilang; yes, all of you -- YiLing, SzeHwa, LaiYoong, Celine, etc. AJ. Letitia. Charmaine. Pik Ee. Kuan Ngee. Aisyah. Pooja. Kavya. Reka. Oh, hey, I forgot to mention the mini-Sarahs and mini-Helens who walk the face of the earth. I'd trade Bianca for you two anyday -- Esther and Hannah. Kim, Carmen, Mel, Eva, Morgan, Sophie, Darah, all of you who've given me advice without me asking for it. I love you all.
Happy International Women's Day.
You've seen me through so much stuff, ma. You've always been there, for me to yell and scream and cry and cut. You carried me for nine months in your stomach, and you refused to give me up even though they told you that you should. You've been loving me unconditionally, ever since the day I was born, with hair, no matter what I did, and we all know how difficult I can be. Granted, there were bad times, especially when you walked out on daddy and me last year and caused a heck of a lot of tears, more than you'll ever know, but nobody's perfect. It's okay, I forgive you. You've bought me stuff and let me keep my room a mess and most of all, you let me be who I am, because I think you know that you've done your best with me. I'm sorry, for everything I've done, and for everything I'll do. I never meant to hurt you, ma. I guess all I want to say is, thank you, and I love you.
...you're my grandmas.
Crapo, you ladies are the best. Funny, opinionated, and hell, you swear! You're always there to take my side against the "evil parents", and you love me and love me and love me. Nothing could make me stop loving the both of you. Grandma, you've taken care of me ever since I was a little kid running around the house in diapers while you'd chase me and Nick with a cane, and even now, you take the time to just listen to me. I don't think you know how much that means to an angst-ridden teenager. Amachi, you've always supported me, no matter what you can and cannot remember. It may hurt sometimes, having to see you struggle to remember my name, but the memories of all the good times we've had last forever. You guys have picked me up, doted on me and spoiled me rotten, not to mention given me your endless support. I love you both. Thank you.
...you're my besties.
I don't think I have to mention any names here. I'll just go with this, and you guys can figure it out yourselves. Both the lips, one set of braces, the fashionista, the nicest girl to ever walk the face of the planet, not to mention my lawyer, I can't even begin to tell you how much I love and appreciate you ladies, even though I may moan and groan and bitch about it. Hell, you guys listen to me moan and groan and bitch about it, so I can't really complain. Honestly, I don't know what I'd be doing without you guys. School would suck, I wouldn't have anyone to give random tennis updates to and share lame jokes with and I'd have to keep my crushes to myself. And we all know that there's no fun in that. As much as I complain, I value your advice and I know I don't say this very often, but thank you for putting up with me. I know I can be a megabitch, but I love you all loads, and that has to count for something, right?
...you're random women who make my world go round.
Okay, um... Fida. Nabilah. The Click of 5 Gemilang; yes, all of you -- YiLing, SzeHwa, LaiYoong, Celine, etc. AJ. Letitia. Charmaine. Pik Ee. Kuan Ngee. Aisyah. Pooja. Kavya. Reka. Oh, hey, I forgot to mention the mini-Sarahs and mini-Helens who walk the face of the earth. I'd trade Bianca for you two anyday -- Esther and Hannah. Kim, Carmen, Mel, Eva, Morgan, Sophie, Darah, all of you who've given me advice without me asking for it. I love you all.
Happy International Women's Day.
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