Sunday, 31 January 2010

Paris is burning alright


Back from Pariee

I didn't fall in Love with the city but I like

my Paris was tres bien as I aimlessly wondered around, giving up on map reading and discovered the best haunts of Paris which made the idea of getting lost a fortunate experience.

voila

I really would like to learn french and be fluent enough to converse with the nation as I think their language is very much similar and a reflection to there culture and the way they put themselves across to the rest of the world.

The french are rude. IMMENSELY rude


humm

not in the mood to finish this post

to be continued when more enlightened...






Friday, 22 January 2010

Dancing days


lets look at the present

I got an outing in the making

good times and dancing in the following hours

my deserved incentive i promised myself

got the deadline done & dusted

mind, a new deadline in waiting to cull me

any yo

Dance is mine

Good times on the roll

and my next hurdle is what to wear

I feel so out of the loop

what are all the 'cool' kidz wearing these days

do they even wear clothes?

whats the 'in' thing

aghast


don't give a shit

I'll rock this one out

plus the southern kids don't dress to dance

ever been to a rave and see the neon lights bounce off statuesque people

standing solemnly solid

it's shocking

it's like that time the cast of Fame musical came into bar i worked at, looking to go to a rave after

i give more credit to musical drama kids trying to let go and rave than the southerners oh so pretentious that a slightest swagger could knock the dicky bow tie out of place or the faded out girls who had starved themselves two nights running to fit in the sheer american apparel all-in-one dress

so void it makes me barf


Thursday, 21 January 2010

vague


no fucking way

you know when the curious gets the best of you

or somewhat karma

really choking you up


ok


just doing some light innocent reading...
(frantic finger clicking browsing action)

some girl
(unbeknown to me)

is friends to the ex-lover
(did they shag? hit it off?)

is somewhat 'friends' with THE Boy in the band
(A boy that I previously had a connection with way back when)

With ex-lover previously giving me grief over who is the ex-Boy (then not yet) in the band
(you what..)


do I want to call her cheap disco indie whore
(maybee)


Past is history and history is the past and forgotten

what difference does it make

and this serves me right for ruining my sleeping pattern so I am scouring the net at 7.55am in the morning


the devil will find work for idle hands to do



Wednesday, 20 January 2010

macaroons


Paris

7 more sleeps yo!


need to get these things done before leaving

get my trusty boots re-healed

get a haircut


shit i have a belly ache from listening to Glee

eugh

Got me



I got my clenched fist punching the air

and drawing it back

what can I say

its got me

Glee

Amaze

Amaze


hold on to that feeling Don't Stop


You got me good


Sunday, 17 January 2010

times iii


entry continued by my talk of shivering


I consumed this substance in the toilets

after I halved it with my then-lover who had drove up to see me for our second meeting

everyone I knew was out that night

it was one of the best nights when you know everyone that it makes even the strangers become your friends

just one of them nights were everyone is feeling the love

for some messed up reason I left the club and went back to mine with my then-lover

I have a lot of blanks of this night

I feel really empty about not being able to trace where this time went and what happened

But I always think back to when I was shaking and shivering vigorously

the then-lover gripped me on both of my sides of my arms like I was a plank of wood

I lay there shaking convulsively and incoherently

I remember I just looked up to him and stared at his eyes

my body and the neck tensed up and froze but yet I was jittering uncontrollably

he lay next to me, with the duvet wrapped around me and hugged his arms across me

you have to stop this. listen to me just try


I have never felt so disengaged and the feeling I got was an empty shell. I remember thinking about what is this feeling, if theres one thing I need to understand is this and to make sense of how I have become to this state. Looking into the eyes of someone that is so worried and fearful of my life, I saw his emotion and heard his words to regain your senses and concentrate and come back to me.

in the morning i turned my head and looked at him

you was real scary lastnight
you was gone
your eyes
you probably should've died


you probably should've died

that was the feeling

combo



Milk Tea with honey

hummus and oat cakes

nutella and oat cakes

pesto noodles


all my creations

they don't sound right

but they taste so good


just an opinion


okay I'm on a sickly buzz

a caffeinated buzz

I'm a fragile state when it comes to caffeine

it annhilates me

i'm shivering like i'm in the arctic circle like a spindly white fox trotting across the snowland

this is what caffeine does to me


damn you tetleys tea

damn you