16.2.09

There has been a request to post about my valentine's day (see tagboard) so here goes...

- Woke up
- Went Bio lab to do EE
- Came home for lunch
- Got a pretty lousy haircut
- Did work
- Went out to HARD ROCK CAFE (yeah!) for dinner with my family

Now comes the exciting part.
I then decided to walk over to Borders, and it was the best decision I made the whole day.

Why?

Because I discovered, that with every purchase of Absolute Watchmen, or Watchmen: The Art of the Film, you get A PAIR OF TICKETS TO THE WATCHMEN PREMIERE on March 2nd! AND NEARLY 4 DAYS AHEAD OF RELEASE TOO! :)))))))))))))

AND SO NOW I HAVE A PAIR OF TICKETS TO THE PREMIERE OF WATCHMEN! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH :)

Needless to say, I bought the "art of the film" book, cos it was cheaper ($80 compared to the $135 Absolute Watchmen)

And I just realised that that week is super packed, Watchmen on 2nd March, Life Sciences Symposium on 3rd March, then Jason Mraz on the 5th (OHYEAHHH)

YES HAHA BE JEALOUS OF ME! :)
BEST VALENTINE'S DAY EVER MANSSSSSS :D



I hope I'll be of "legal age" lol.


14.2.09



HAHAHHA :D


12.2.09

Actually, I guess its not that bad.

Right?


Bloody Hell.


4.2.09

Now I (think I) know

:)

Revolves/On


3.2.09

So close and yet so far.
I can't be selfish.

In 10 months, I promise to start living.


And a logical conclusion must be sought. Like they say, if you can't decide in one day, you can't decide.




And If its both, then its probably neither.


1.2.09

Incoherent ramblings of a complex mind of a confused person. I’m trying not to think about it.

_______________________________

Memory beats the
drum as time marches onward
to a sea of fate
The sun rises and sets like
the moon waxes and
wanes People them us you me
flit by like swallows
at dawn in the soft smooth breeze
Once you remember
it it lives on Memory
is a talented
rhythm-keeper What you need
to do is keep it
away from light and keep it
secret safe until
it withers away Only
a glimmer a grey
shadow remains falling behind
Elsewhere young long lost
lovers get wed secretly
by elvis in shades.

While my conscious self
Does EE, my subconscious
Writes (bad) poetry.
Fa-scin-a-ting, is it not?
A for EE, please.