fourteen ten

2005-10-22T19:18:00.000-07:00

I feel so sorry for you.
You, in that world of mistrust, sadness and anger.
I thought an armaggedon had already destroyed that myopic sort of world, but suddenly it implodes with the cold radiance of a new star created

and i am fatally blinded by its cruel light

You have something against me, let's not deny that. What it is, or how it came to be, i don't give a flying fuck, cos i doubt you'd know why too if i asked you. Fuck it, i'm so fucking tired of these little games we play, let's leave it stilled and you face your never-ending shit while i get back what i lost.

My dear friends, why do you knock on misery's door and venture reading her blog? Friend, you say everyone's reading your blog and wondering wondering wondering. well then, fellow countrymen, cut your ears off from that poisonous little voice and live happy.

Since when did your opinion matter, when all you have is bitter words?

HYPOCRITE. i say, this word sums it all up!
Suck it up bitch, suck it up.

Happier things!
Sooooo work yesterday and later on, fuckin fantastic! brainwashed kids hopping around like rabbits in heat on prozac come to united square if you can't picture that. I wanna WORK WORK WORK WORK WORK. get out of screwed up school system and earn my MOOOO-LAH. get out of this awful place and rent that apartment, have friends around. And YOU, oh yes, You. anyone care to sign up for this narcissistic journey?

AHHHHzhdgutkasjJDRKHHjjshfjURRRRKKKKK!
SMILE SMILE SMILE SMILE SMILE.
haha madness. shut up moron, before you splatter the screen with brain matter.
oooh sexy thing all sweaty shirted and panting come closer will you. RRRRRAGHHHHHH!
I WANT EVERYDAY TO BE LIKE THAT FRIDAY
i don't really like the voice though.

haha, jill is charmaine's cousin! as is, urm, duwane. gosh, those psychotic-laughter genes really run in the family huh. but how come the boys turned out abit whacked?
singapore is friggin' small!

2005-10-17T05:35:00.000-07:00

the joys of scooping ice cream!
who knew such pleasure could be derived from rotating a wrist-locked arm ninety degrees clockwise through solid frozen sugar, milk and cream.
and the MOOLAHHHHH baybehh!
yes i know moolah sounds strangely like musa but then again moolah has always been a strange and fleeting fantasy of yours so i don't imagine you two will get along very well. maybe if i took it in for a while...?

ELECTRICO ROCKS MA SOCKS TILL THEY DROP!
fantastic set they played at waterfest, pity the publicity wasn't good so the crowd was pretty disappointing; nonetheless!
kuds to the bands who played their hearts out even when no one moved a muscle; you guys are amazing!
soso, catch electrico with rivermaya at bar none next tuesday! details are on their website, electricomusic.com. gahhh i cannot wait :)

2005-10-10T01:56:00.000-07:00

the next time you see me i'll be a Happ(ier)y Person!
so, might be working at ben and jerry's. JEALOUS? i want to live in the pint filler! so both alcohol and ice cream are measured by pints...convenience is key, darling.

i want to live in the flavour vats

i want to live in the chunk feeder

oh, yes.

i hope you're not mad that i didn't tell you beforehand..

2005-10-10T01:32:00.000-07:00

the numbers in word-form are not a cryptic, pseudo-whatever. it is the date on which the MOST BEAUTIFUL BABY was born. take a hint, or buy it.

so, i've started this thing for this:

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

post this if your eyes grew large.