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LINGON
BERRY
AVAL
ANCHE
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.
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title: So shiny shiny...
Sunday 26 April 2009 AT 4:29 pm


I think I might have cracked a rib or two trying to hold in laughter while watching Super Junior's latest appearance on Come To Play.
My parents will obviously hack me right off if they knew I'm still YouTubing with my AS exams this close, so I had to watch the thing with my lips pressed together and eyes streaming with tears of laughter. I'm pretty sure my face was all red as well; anyone who'd seen me would probably have thought I came across something incredibly sad (like the SP episode of １リットルの涙 I was watching last night).

Here, watch all four parts and try not to laugh, it damn near killed me LOL


Okay now I'm off to finish the remaining episodes of メイちゃんの執事 :D

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title: wish you:
Monday 20 April 2009 AT 5:05 pm


(our rather small hotel in London)

(dinner in this taiwanese restuarant)

(on the train to Windsor)

(Windsor castle)

(ketchup & mustard!)

(the miniature world in Legoland)
(more amazingly detailed midget stuff)

(yes, that huge motherfucker is made of Lego)

(awesome roasted duck at this random Chinese place in Bayswater)

(Chelsea Football Club pitch, where they played Liverpool on that very patch of grass. Be jealous now)

(I found Figo's jersey)

(oh yes, me with the Chelsea team, and I'm not even a supporter)

(team lockers in CFC changing room)

(Hello, Ballack bias)

(their showers, where the team get naked)

(hilarious, the British Museum has Hell Money on display)

(highlight of museum trip: mummies ♥)


I'm tired, and I dont know if I should go on like this. I just dont know anymore okay, and the way people are giving me shit about it like I dont already give myself enough shit as it is kills me.
I want out so stop making me second-think and fuck off, kthxbai.


Angst aside, I'm back from London! Small portion of pictures up there, not really in order. Might post more if I can be arsed. :)
Easter holidays have ended and its back to college, oh lordy, the joy. Prs to note sarcasm btw.

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title: Why are we called Soul Fighters? *laughs hysterically*
Wednesday 8 April 2009 AT 12:25 pm


There is an invisible ghost swinging a tennis racket and bouncing a ball and tapping on my speakers in my laptop.

LMAOFTW.

Okay, maybe if I ignore the unholy presence it will go away?
I'm off to decorate my new moleskine :)
Suck on that, ghost.

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