Saturday, April 28, 2007
Cute girls are not meant to be drunk.
Of course I had not know Connie had the ability to drown four glasses of white wine. It was however very good white wine.
I also did not know she can verily accept my challenge to skull the darn thing just for a pack of wicked wings. Talk about motivation.
College day on friday was a very good day. Went to the slave auction sale where our art was bidded for $35. Connie won Leon the guidedog as a sleeping companion for $45.
Some interesting services being offered there. Unfortunately I somehow ended up with a conversation date with Thomthom.....for $10. Alas his value was quite low that afternoon.
Now we have the problem of drawing Tolly....I sincerely hope he wants a picture of some pin-up girl.
Wore our new dresses for dinner. Drank way too much. Got pulled into the turn. Took some insane photos. Watched Finding Nemo AGAIN!
Check out photos in Facebook.
Hilarious night it was.
Mused by Sukunami Taka around 10:23 PM
Saturday, April 14, 2007
It can be said,
To be waves insurmountable,
Raging winds, storms, and ice,
The brimstone fire,
Hailing from the skies,
Empty of that sort,
Just quiet nights of no response,
Cryptic messages,
And vague answers to questions,
Left to desire,
Still so young, hopes easily dashed,
Peeling off the masks,
And candied stockings,
Hearing laughs not of my own,
Utopian bodies crumble,
Maddening to lie on my back,
Closing all eyes,
To reality, to faceless truth,
Feel the twists,
Moments of doubts,
Often it's not the whispered cries,
The absence, sudden rapture,
Realisation though unwanted,
I refuse
To claw against the glass wall.
Mused by Sukunami Taka around 4:13 AM
Friday, April 13, 2007
Was my crime in saying I love you?
Tiny prickly questions,
Ants beneath my skin,
Tracing you face in the dark,
Wondering where I was in those thoughts,
Your eyes as they light,
Your smile, your laugh,
That mischievous grin,
Casual glances cast my way,
True it felt, deep inside,
Such a moment, brief insubstantial
To take you again, your hands,
Your touch,
Does it matter,
If you desired another,
Wrapping warmth as the sun,
Touched my skin,
Were we wrong because I love you?
Mused by Sukunami Taka around 2:34 AM
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I tumble into bed,
Dark and cold, bright and hot
Tearing into cloth,
Sleepless nights, dreamless voice,
Reaching, groping,
Trying to catch on substance,
High pitched, down cast,
What is that song running through my head,
It reminds me of you, of you breathing,
Living desire whispering
I lean in closer,
Trying to catch you through the flickers,
Eyes closing in half light,
Felt your arms wrapping tight,
It felt so good, it felt surreal,
To know it's you I fear,
Trust comfort smiles
I wake up and you're gone.
Mused by Sukunami Taka around 11:41 PM
Thom brought over a vodka martini.
I'm currently red and reeling and hot.
Totally hot.
Mused by Sukunami Taka around 10:07 PM
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
It shakes me up how much laughter, how much fun and how much uncontrollable helpless emotions can go through one person. For four days, I've had tears streaming down my face, from being broken hearted to laughing too much till my stomach hurts.
That special someone who I said I'll write more about? Well....he's going to Japan for his masters in Architecture. So that's it.
I wish him the best, I wish that everything will be alright and that he'll be happy.
I also wished he didn't lay the news on me infront of the state library cos everytime I pass it, I start wailing.
For four days after that I filled my days and nights with friends. Anything and everything, as long as I didn't have to think, didn't have to think what if and what had I done wrong. Didn't have to think about how lonely I felt, how I miss him and all those useless little questions which bring tears as I laid awake at night. I miss the way he smiles, the way he stares into the distance, the way he shakes his head as I say something incomprehensible. The way he held me, the way he kisses. I miss running my hand through his hair, squeezing his shoulders, giggling at things he say.
Running home crying ain't fun. Got Julien to go for a walk, got sushi and just sat in the park. How ironic I finally got my picnic, with bright sun, cool wind, calm company. It felt good to just chatter with someone, especially someone who hasn't gone through all my sobbing the year past and hasn't seen what a wreck I could be.
I don't regret anything, and I can be happy that I met someone who made me feel really special, even for just a brief moment. I think I've grown up.
Lunch with Eepin on Friday. Big bowl of katsu-don, miso soup and iced chocolate. In Eepin's immortal words, if someone was to break up with me, don't make it easy. If they say 'I can't do this anymore', I'll say, 'Do what? Do what? Saaaaay it! Saaaaay the whole thing!'
Bothered Rayner the whole day, discovered Katamari Damancy. Roll, roll, roll, roll up all the dogs and cats and sheep and people and cars and roll up the world. Group of friends, pizza and PS2!
Soul Calibre, Street-fighter, Naruto~
Watched 300 on Saturday, with Connie, Louis, Rayner and Rayner's new pretty friend Violet. So adorable......
For such a blood thirsty movie, it was hilariously funny. Us ultimate twins sat and laughed, and pointed and did alot of waving hand movements. What else could we say when the king stands like a girl, twitched as if he was orgasming, where the soldiers form weird porcupine formations, where guys flirted as they fought, where everyone roars and had photoshopped abs and we had our sides in stitches in the end.
Karaoke on Sunday. Living on a Prayer~ for so many friends who shouted themselves hoarse, sang love songs to one another and pushed each other off the seats. Staring at printed out romanji song lyrics, being horrified at four boys as they went 'Go Weeeeest'. Con and I stayed over at Rayner's with Eepeep, and we were sprawled over each other as we fought virtually with kick ass kung fu chicks. Our initial plan to capture the bedroom failed dramatically as Rayner ran in first and jumped into bed. We scissors paper stone, and Connie lost, hence she had to spend the night with Rayner. Negotiated the couch from Eepin and fell asleep quickly only to wake up at 6 because it was too cold. Exchanged the pillow for the blankets with Eepeep and went to sleep again. Woke up at 9 after shedding the blanket and the clothes because it was so FREAKING HOT IN THAT PLACE! Sunlight streaming in and cooking us like chicken. Finally piled exhausted into the mattress in the study room. Connie was blissfully sleeping sprawled with the doona over her and a pillow under her head. Sigh. While Rayner was curled up on top with a towel over his leg for warmth. Sigh. Got woken up at 10 past 12 when Connie came popping in saying '10 past 12, 10 past 12'.
Nyah so tired! I had a song in my head all night! Couldn't sleep properly! Nyah!
Next time we'll bring pyjamas, pillows and plushies.
Oh and toothbrush.
Half an hour ago, Connie slept in my bed and patted her stomach and said, "mm good, like this, flat stomach, pat pat'.
Had pancake lunch with Derek and Steph and now we all feel fat. Derek said to watch out for Connie morning vomitting because it'll show little Rayner babies are on the way. Rayner jr, and Connie jr, sounds quite good.
But.....I don't my kids marrying a little Rayner.
Oh yeah, that was when we were all talking about our future on Monday night over chocolate fondue. Vanessa has to have her twins first for them to be flower girls at Connie's wedding, and then I have to have my boy so he can fall in love with one of Connie's girls. And Ann's kids will be all germ phobic and bananas and refuse to play with our kids and Natalie is happily working on the farm.
So. Flat stomachs and little Rayner babies.
I am thankful for being able to love. I am thankful for all my friends.
I am thankful you're here to make me smile and laugh and have a cute tummy from eating too much. Here's to darling Connie, weird Ann, cuddly Nessa, bright Natalie, boliao Derek, smiling Steph, cute Rayner, cheery Kenneth, calm Suan Ee, huggable Alex, sweet Louis, always-make-me-feel-better Eepeep.
Here's to John who I miss and I love, and if things were any different, I wouldn't change a thing because I'm thankful for the person that you are.
Mused by Sukunami Taka around 5:08 PM
