before the second show

It makes no difference that I’m alone most of the time or even in the midst of new friends and faces in the crowd, loneliness has her way to find me.

Even the trolleys are mocking at me.



It’s not that I’m having a bad time in the golden state but it’s daunting to be on my own, not having someone around. The worst is that when it gets cold, going out into the sun isn’t gonna make me warm at all. Now, it will be nice to have a shoulder to cry on and let me turn on my manja.
It’s been more than a month and T-Rex is probably the only one who still contacts me as much as when I first got here. I’ve got to be amazed with his ability to listen to all the crap I’ve been putting him through. What have I done to deserve having nice people in my life? Except that there’s this yayapapaya- face bitch. Maybe I step on her tail and now she hates me. I did try to pet her because I feel bad afterwards but she wouldn’t let me.

On another note, I should be glad to have nice houseys after all the stories I’ve heard. This is a dinner we had before the tuition free week but we’re missing Aaron here.

spinning: sonic youth - superstar

onigiri girl

there's no link between onigiri and cheesecakes.
both--i love and enjoy.

















i really like cheesepies. i mean cheesecakes. especially this brand, Eli's, from Chicago. and i haven't had them for a good ten years.
so, imagine the look on my face as i chanced upon this in holland v's cold storage.
will be going back there to get my sticky hands on them, for sure.













these grainy moon shots are just a result of spending a little time at KC's casa over the last month.













well isn't it simply a splendid view from his north bridge apartment?



i want my onigirl back.


spinning: arthur yoria - call me

25 hours day

DST ends today.

17 d

at ten in the morning and the heater is turned to the max. It's not winter yet it's getting too cold for a tropical girl.

trouble sleeping

6am
day after christmas
i throw some clothes on in the dark...
smell of cold
car seat is freezing
the world is sleeping and i am

******
this is prolly the only song i can remember lyrics off the top of my head
and the only random link it has to right now
is the 6am part.



spinning: joseph arthur - honey and the moon

16 d

and it rained tonight. Someone keep leaving the sliding panels open for the cold wind to blow into the common room, render it too cold for me to make a phone call. I'm having tots of getting some heavy duty bond and killer traps to deter the tard but I rem I should be nice to people..

.getting cold.everlong.

Zombie apocalypse hit the village on the fourteenth of March two thousand eight. The very night, I was in the human escort team to rescue a guy from his office duty after midnight. Zombies were roaming on the housing premises and running away from us most of the time. Saturday morning, I took the trash out and saw one of my neighbors who got infected, waiting to get me. My housemate and I decided that we need to get some guns although throwing socks at them helps immobilize them for fifteen minutes, too. The only way to kill them is to keep ourselves safe and they will die of starvation after forty eight hours. The two missions on, one involving human rescue were successful but I wasn’t part of them because I was modifying my gun and shooting at training targets.

Life is simple but better before the apocalypse..

We could watch fireworks in the dark from our porch without constant watch over our backs and in the bushes.
Even when I’m still living out of my suitcase5 or that I have no one to do my laundry3, at least it used to be safe to be at the clothes line. It’s probably a matter of time before I get sick of staying at home2 watching Family Guy, playing SingStar/Wii7 and that I need to get food to survive, too. I had noodle in hot soup1 on cold days, chinese fried rice6 on some days, muffin-style ramly burger8 when I missed home and my favorite wrap4 on most days.








These were the days my nice distant neighbors and some UWA mates would invite me to their house for lamb dinner and birthday. I should muster enough courage to walk through the zombie-infested village to their house some day so we could play poker or have them over for SingStar again.