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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

hullo. it's like... 530am now. i havent sleep yet. what im doing now is adding more damage to my already deteriorating eyesight. im blogging now, all the lights in the room are off, just the glare of the monitor staring at me, and it's damn bright. i suddenly felt like making a super short entry before i sleep la. muneh asked me to do a quiz in his blog, but im lazy now la, i take at least 30-45 mins to complete a quiz. im a slow thinker what. most likely i'd do it tomorrow. shall try to be asleep by at least 6am, anything beyond that, my mother would wake up already. and if she does, and sees that im still awake, my plan would backfire.

yah, my plan. later, im already confirmed with the other guys, we're going jamming. 2 hour session. i suspect we would get bored after 1 hour. so limited songs. and i probably wouldnt enjoy jamming this time, my guitar strings have rust on it at least 3 inches thick. destroys the tone of the last 2 strings the most. i feel tempted to bring and try out my new equipment, but how the hell am i gonna carry it around? i know there is a bag specially for it, but the problem is i do not have it. never purchased it. why they nv include it as a bundle before i bought it -_- oh ya, i forgot to mention about my plan. haha. you see... i'm controlling my spendthriftness, and my aim is not to spend a single cent this entire week, from mon to sat. i have been successful so far from mon to wed, but tmr, however, i would have to fork out at least 10 bucks for jamming. and i dontttt waaannna seee myyyyy monneeeeyyy dissaappeaarr. and the dudes are planning to watch Pirates Of The Carribean 2 after that, and there goes another $10 for sure. and being human, i would sure have to eat, and THERE GOES ANOTHER $10. so total expected expenditure for tomorrow is gonna be $30. and that makes up for the money i save up from mon to wed. ALL GONE JUST LIKE DAT.

soo.... i got a plan. i resort to my old ways again. if i ask my mom later when she wakes up for extra cash, it is suicide. knowing she just woke up, she is tired, and when she is tired, she doesnt wanna be provoked, and when she doesnt wanna be provoked, that means she would be short tempered, and when she is gona be short tempered, i feel it is not a good time to ask. sooooo, i took out a marker, a piece of paper, and lots of sticky tape. wrote the expected extra allowance i would favour, a little "I Love You's" at the end and taped the paper on my drawer. and taped the surroundings inside, so there would be no reason for her to not notice it. reason why i chose to stick it there? because my mom would always switch my airconditioner off everyday at 8am. and the remote is in the drawer. dont ask me why, she has been doing this without fail since the first day i moved in this house 6 years ago.

my chances are quite slim la.. that she would actually give me that extra cash. her mood wasnt really good yesterday, just because i left my socks on my sister's bed, she was screaming at me non stop. PMS again. im feeling a little afraid now. blogging in pure darkness of my sister's room. i heard some weird noises... feeling really uneasy... so i just turned on the lights. ah. feeling much better now. fucking hunger pangs throughout the night. my refrigerator is so damn disappointing. no chips, no snacks. i give up preparing instant noodles. for the last 2 days i relied on them to ease my hunger pangs, but somehow they taste super plain. and some of the powder never dissolves in the soup, so that makes the soup taste damn bland. i hate it.

money money money. if i really cant get my money, maybe i'd just skip the movie. sian. shit, i heard noises outside, my grandma's awake already. i better be sleeping or else my mom would wake up soon, and i dont want her to see me awake. night.

cant you see, that my strength is failing
i cant go on this way
and this heart's not beating
promise me, do not ever leave.

Purple Rose;
2:48 PM