nice girls are hot
danette


nice girls like blingblings
glittery hairpins
frilly skirts
pointy heels
and the lacoste
sleek camo
z4 coupé individual


nice girls are greedy too
transiberia!
giraffe for a pet
chocolate factory
summers that last forever
old fashioned ice creams
a handsome black horse
latin amerikka-ka-ka
borders and that cd shop
hedonistic holidays
beer, chips and girls

nice people are talkative



everyone has a past.
and here's mine.

Mai 2004
Juni 2004
Juli 2004
August 2004
September 2004
Oktober 2004
November 2004
Dezember 2004
Januar 2005
Februar 2005
März 2005
April 2005
Mai 2005
Juni 2005
Juli 2005
August 2005
September 2005
Oktober 2005
November 2005
Dezember 2005
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Mittwoch, Juli 14, 2004


n i thot i wud nv be involved in this... ...

n now i'm being fought over by two fright night stations to be a ghost/zombie at their posts... (yah man i really need to be a ghost to pull this off)

72 hrs..

37 guys..


c'ya ar'd suckers!

it was |1:02:00 AM|

Sonntag, Juli 11, 2004


there's s'thing abt photo-developing techniques of 15yrs ago.

it may be the yellowish tinge that slightly fogs the photo, bathing e'thing in a soft sun, seemingly prophesizing its its achived future, that moment in time...

it may be the under-developed technology in consumer cameras, where the optical lens is not as powerful, n the objects in the photos nv seem to have a harsh edge...

it may be the simple fact that the only option was matt print, and that is why they last so much longer, n things dun look that glossy n glam n complicated...

it may just jolly well be that the corners are always rounded, the reassuring touch, like s'one took the special and delicate care to process and seal ur memories, the cut was more "human-like", so unlike the sharp 90degrees today...

that is why looking at baby photos always give me such sweet joy, until we moved to the superglossified n sharp ages..

it was |1:17:00 AM|

Freitag, Juli 09, 2004


it suddenly struck me.

wat happens if u are a shrink/psychiatrist/mentalhospitaldoctor and u happen to go mad? (from listening to too many tragedies, seeing too many mad patients, neuro haywire, watever.. ) will u be able to diagnose urself? or will it be that coz u have such a deep knowledge in this area n u know how to avoid detection? even by urself? then will it be that ur mind is the most dangerous, the maddest of all becoz of all the hide and seek? but becoz u know how to suppress these maddening thots, u aren't actually mad? or is ur mind actually the sharpest n the most cunning becoz who else wud've thot that u can think of that, since mad pple's thots are pretty, well, predictably abnormal, if not lame. can u cure u by urself? or if u are a shrink n u get too depressed by hearing other pple's never-ending miseries, do u talk to urself hoping for a cure coz u are a shrink, or do u book an apptment with shrink B? will it make u less of a shrink? are u shrinking away from ur responsiblities?

damn! i'm so damn profound at 3am...

it was |3:02:00 AM|

Mittwoch, Juli 07, 2004


Auto response from edsonic621: I bet you wish you were my sociology homework right now cause then you'd be spread open and I'd be doing you on my desk...

hayden continues to amaze us with wonderful away messages that keep you waiting for him to leave again...

it was |12:45:00 PM|

Dienstag, Juli 06, 2004


it must be a sign.

2 mins after considering abt the cool blue rectangular glass, danette flipped to the bookmarked Oryx and Crake, pg 402, and read.

"Once in a while he considered killing himself - it seemed mandatory - but somehow he din't have the required energy. Anyway, killing yourself was something you did for an audience, as on nitee-nite.com."

it was |11:54:00 AM|


Time slips away
And the light begins to fade
And everything is quiet now
Feeling is gone
And the picture disappears
everything is cold now
The dream had to end
The wish never came true
And the girl
Starts to sing

Seventeen seconds
A measure of life

it was |11:42:00 AM|

Sonntag, Juli 04, 2004


2yrs ago, i asked mavis what she wanted for her bday present. the ans, "dun need to give a'thing.. just bring me a hunk!" this was to be my quest. n for the next two yrs, i've been searching for a hunk for her ultimate bday present.

i am very proud to say that i've managed to find not just any hunk, but.. a Big Hunk. it was a long wait, but it's definitely deeply rewarding to see the big grin and happy laughters from ur bestestbest pinkiestpink fren.

n for those who are also interested in Big Hunks, plz leave ur name behind, get a queue number, and i'll get back to u as soon as i can catch the next eluding one.

a'ways.. it was so great seeing weiting who has returned to mainland after her spell at aussieland. haha. see! i love u so much i cudn't help but confess my infidelity once i met u.. so for now, as long as nobody secretly tell the secret, only 3 pple in the whole wide world knows abt the secretive secret.. *nods*

it was |5:08:00 AM|