Her joys must be as high as her sorrows are deep

This is a world of dreams and reverie, where I felt the stars explode around me. A grass blade flashed with a gleam as it slashed open a moonbeam, and I stared back breathlessly. As mountains of fruit tumbled out, I barely had the chance to shout; a lingonberry avalanche crashed over me.

Right so I'm just sitting in the dark, typing and then backspacing like mad because I can't really see what keys in the name of Gackt am I hitting.

Recounts for today:

We met our previous maid Digna, went up a firefighter ship museum, hit MegaBox for copious amounts of salmon sashimi and sticky pictures, decided to introduce the youngest among us to alcohol for the first time, went for a spin in the car to enjoy the fabulous HongKong night scenery, and watched Juno while guzzling Nite, Smirnoff, MGSpirits and Jolly Shandy.

You have no idea how long it took me to type that tiny paragraph, but considering all the alcohol swishing around in me right now, and the dark, and my dry eyes, I think I'm doing better than expected.

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"The right person will still think the sun shines out of your butt."

Oh yeah, tell me about it. I will so find someone who looks to my ass for the sunrise.

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Why is it that it's so difficult to find nice hair designs on the net?
I wanted to get a haircut before leaving for England (because god, who knows how much more it'll cost over there?LOL), so I've been searching for styles and cuts, but all there is are sucky ones. It is so depressing. What I desperately want, apart from a year's worth of subscriptions to Nylon, are Japanese magazines. They always have the greatest hair.

All I could find that was halfway passable were these,

observe:

And of course, my absolute favourite here (on the left):

I just got my hair cut yesterday, by the way, at Frankie's place Pret (avec le accent, but I don't know how to type that on this keyboard). Finally, a proper fringe, thank god. My hair is naturally wavy so hopefully by winter my hair will be like the gorgeous girl in the picture. I can so picture myself with a scarf and a Burberry trench. Should I get pink streaks like her as well? I'm definitely colouring my hair, but what shade?

To the girls&all in MI:

Good Luck for the MYEs!

You guys can so totally do it, dakara ganbatte ne? Tell me how it goes. :D

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"When you're feeling down, just remember that you were once the fastest sperm."

Thanks Tif, so randomly true. :D:D:D

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It's been raining cats and dogs and birds and cows and horses here in HK, its crazy. Places are getting flooded, and there're even these occasional avalanches. This freak weather is just further proof that the world is dying. I won't be all that surprised if like, in ten year's time it starts to snow in Singapore. Yeah you guys go make all the snow angels you want, but there's no denying that the earth is going haywire. Don't have children okay people; they'll be the ones to suffer the consequences that came about because of past generations' mistakes.
And I just realised that I sound like one of those treehugger 'tards. I'm not, damn.

About sixteen more days to go till 'England here I come!'. I need to do more shopping first before we leave! I need heels, flats, sneakers, tops, trousers, and oh!, bags. Now where should I go to get all those?
Speaking of which, I've found an awesome pair of Kate Spade sandals at TungChung. A big strap at the front, a bit of heel, and this lacey flowery pattern, in blue, pink and yellow. I so wanted to get the blue one, but it was the last pair and it wasn't in my size! It sucks when you have such small feet; I think I'll have to shop in like the children's department when in UK.

Sarina-chan: 誕生日おめでとう! :D:D:D
Sorry I couldn't send you an ecard or email on the exact day itself; the computer here is a little wonky, it doesn't listen to me all the time and it threw a tantrum yesterday so I couldn't switch it on at all.
Anyway, Happy Birthday dear! You're finally legal for (mostly) everything, but its too bad that I'm not there to bring you to Zouk. :(
Well, get your butt to UK and we'll party okay? Hope you had a great birthday.
Tanjoubi omedetou! Loves!

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So. I am in TaiKooShing, HongKong now.
I suppose this marks the end of my old way of life, and the start of a new one.
I'm not entirely sure I want to make the big transition now, but it can't be helped.

Yesterday was heartbreakingly awesome. Or awesomely heartbreaking. It goes either way.
So Jel, Bren, Siti R, Shan, Rezal, Ray, Redz, Zul, Jerry, Syaz, Ama, Dan, Rin, Jahafar, Lydia, Amanda, Baini, Derek, Dan's girlfriend Nadra, and Lydia's friends came to the airport.
It's just too bad Jacky and Siva couldn't make it; I reallyreally wanted to see them.
Jel and Siti were there first so we just stood around my check in row talking, waiting for all the others. Eventually they arrived (with the exception of one), I checked in, and then came Operation Punk Faisal.
The 08A3 gang all stayed behind while I and the others went up to Popeye's. The idea was that they would wait for Faifai and then tell him he'd just missed me and that I'd gone in.
My goodness, the prank worked perfectly, Fai was so devastated at first. Then they popped the surprise, and his face was such a picture and then he hugged me so tightly I couldn't breathe. LOL
I'm sorry Fai, on retrospect, it was mean of us to do that. Hope you're not mad at me! *Hugs*

So anyway, I received a lot of things, but kept the letters only; the rest I'd passed to my parents to pack for England. I read them while waiting and while in the plane, and they were all so sweet and touching. I totally teared during the flight. The whole thing was just very sad, but I'm proud that I managed to keep on a strong front for my chums. I certainly don't want their last impression of me to be a red-faced, unglam, teared-streaked mess.

And now I am just depressed. The entire reality of the situation, of the fact that I am really leaving my old life behind me, has not fully sunk in yet. I do not want to know what will happen when it finally does, because it will definitely not be pretty, and I really don't know how I'm going to handle it. I'm seriously feeling stressed and scared. Plus, I miss them so badly!
Ohmygod.
I need my girls and my darls and my friends by me now. It is just great that I'm seperated from all my buddies when I really need them the most.

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In 15 minutes I'll be leaving my house like, for good.
Oh god.
To the airport, where I'm gonna have to say goodbye to all my friends.
Oh god.
Heaven knows how long it'll be till I see them again.
Oh god.

Anyone who knew me should be aware that I kind of actively dislike this country. But now that it comes down to leaving it, I don't really want to.
Thing is, I've gotten comfortable in this place and with these awesome people, and I don't feel like tossing it all out the window (who would?).
But this is life, life's like that, and all that shit. I suppose I'll have to face up to reality, and go meet it head on.
It's not bringing me any joy of any sort.
Still, what needs to be done needs to be done.

You can so tell I'm screwing myself up for this can't you? Heh.
Okay, time's up. I'm shutting my lappie down and going off.
Ciaociao Singapore, and all that's in it; I will miss you.
:)

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I'm in a PMS-y mood today.
Packing is screwing my good moods upsidedown, plus its so fucking hot in the house, and both my parents are being dskaskjdujnALLTHEMOREFUCKINGANNOYINGdhskjdfgosdlf.
I need to get out. Somewhere. Anywhere. Just out of this hellhole.
But I can't.

Parents should seriously desist all their lecturing. If I wanted to be bugged continously for 2 hours straight, I would go do something worth being nagged at.
I sit here taking a well-earned break from all the dust and grime and shit, and my Dad is here rambling some crap about how he can't help me pack my stuff, and if it gets damaged then nothing can be done, and how I've wasted precisely an hour and 4 minutes, and about how Theodora is earning a thousand plus a month teaching at some top school and received a scholarship for the States (my parents love comparing me to other people), and then asking how long more will I have to take, before going right back to grumbling about my packing.
That's not including the bout of lecturing that accompanies breakfast every morning. Can anyone really blame me for not wanting to wake up?
I'm trying my best not to scream with frustration and yell my lungs out and smash something before stomping out for retail therapy, to just ignore his mumblings and make it fade to the background, but its not really working. I need to improve my selective hearing skills.

You just try being stuck at home for a whole week with no company other than your family's and practically no contact with the outside world. Any lesser person than me would have long since gone bonkers with MY family.
I cannot wait till I get to HongKong and out of my parents' direct circle of control.

Can't everybody just fuck off, get a life, stop sticking their noses in mine, and leave me be to finish Pretty Things?

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fingers ghost down jawlines
skimming lips and eyelashes
warm breeze licks bare midriffs
you're just drunk now
you're on high

my lips win yours
in our game of hide-and-seek
you lose and get
caught in dark waters
you're just letting go

but i'm a fool
i know i shouldn't carry on
we're running high on empty;
i know it's unfair
we should have grabbed on tight

i was drunk
while you're on high
and you were lost
after i let go
this is what sinking feels like

reality caught up
we both knew
life could be a bitch
there was nothing for it
neither could stop, nor could we carry on

now i look back and
guilt-wracked tingly sensations remain
invincible or unbreakable
but still i know
i could have saved us both

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Then I'd be your harmony

Catharina.
I enjoy lie-ins, witty snark, scribbling cryptic notes on the back of old receipts, and dancing when I think nobody is looking.

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