Lesbian

My girlfriend and I couldn't decide on a name for our little baby girl. Eventually she took her to the registrar, and said she would think of something on the way. When she returned, I was frantic with anticipation. 'So what's she called?'

'I called her Lesbian,' she said, smiling at the bundle in her arms. 'It's such a pretty name.'

I asked her what on earth had possessed her. 'Don't you know what it means?' She didn't, so I explained. The poor thing burst into tears.

'I didn't know there were ladies who did that to each other,' she sobbed.

MOS (Burger)

the Ministry of Sound is decent. not as amazing as the hype and write-ups, but decent. a good place to pass time.

it would've been more fun if i weren't so skint, though. blame glarkware. blame threadless. blame CCN day. blame many other things.

blame yourself. blame the germans.

i'm being random, but trust me on this--i am not drunk. i came down from the drink while i was still inside the club, a first for me. and i actually yawned once, post-drink.

lunch today. more later.

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Packed Dinner.

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I've just realized that going to DES campus is no longer something i enjoy.

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All this talk about school irritates me to end.

There was a reason i left the mailing list.

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It's been two months since i last travelled this route.

Disappointingly, nothing has changed.

"everything in the Gilmore house was 'don't talk about it, shove it aside.' and of course, i talked about it and shoved it right in your face."

stop. i had enough, i cannot take it any more.

i just want it to stop.

i don't want it to go on any more, i just want it to stop.

i don't care how it happens. just stop.

dirty laundry (now airing)

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This is the kind of mess she makes and leaves behind, before she goes out. My comforter and pllow somehow got caught in the fray as well, despite originally being in the top left-hand corner of the bed. (yes, my pillowcase and comforter have flowers on them. that is how destitute we are.)

please also note that all this is on a bed. where people sleep in.

you know what? in hindsight, this is disgusting.

whatafool

it looks like the laser printer's gone mad. it's churned out at least ten copies of some meaningless gibberish.

but, no. it is merely my sadly uneducated and/or illogical sister. because if it doesn't work, click the Print button repeatedly until either it does work, or you give up.

i fear for the future (mine). my aunt was right. i have to break free.

the graduated

"Ryan puts Marissa down carefully and tries to wake her up. She does, and her head is bleeding and her injuries have given her a strange Kabuki face. Either that, or the makeup department doesn't apply "death mask" nearly as well as it does "Marissa glamour face." "Ryan," she says. Ryan says that he'll get help, like he always does for her. This time, she begs him: "Stay. Don't leave." Then she moans a few times, and Ryan whispers that she'll be okay and he'll stay there and neither one of them says I love you. Sucks to be you, Ryan/Marissa fans! And with that, Marissa pants a few times and dies. Ryan is shocked. He keeps calling her name, and then lets out an "oh... no." Unfortunately, his crying face looks a lot like a smile. Kind of like the smile on my face right now when Imogean Heap comes back and sings "Hallelujah!" about the fact that Marissa just bit it. We flashback to Ryan driving away from Marissa and looking back once to see her standing in front of the sunset.

Wow, what a terrible way to kill off a character. Why did they break Ryan and Marissa up if she was going to die? Why not have Marissa leave the show on the Greek cruise? I'm all for her leaving my television screen, but this was such a pointless way to do it, it just left me feeling hollow and unsatisfied. Pretty much like this show always does. So I guess it's fitting."

from televisionwithoutpity.com

yes. good recap.

two-thirds

two of them are now dead to me. congratulations, the gigantic dickhead has joined the ginormous cunt in restful peace.

all this means to me is that come Wednesday, i will basically be living in a flat three-quarters full of people i either dislike (wheelchair-enabled aunt and the maid) or hate (guess who).

in other news, apparently Taylor Hicks won American Idol. great. now can he dye his hair?

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They have arrived.

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Is there anything scarier than opening your closet, fresh from a shower, only to find this in it?

nude no more

i want my Threadless t-shirts, and i want them NOW.

sam phillips

i'm not a big fan of my siblings. not a single one of them.

if you closely, if you look enough, and if you know what to look for, you'll know why.

eternal sunshine

Mr. Blue Sky
Please tell us why
You had to hide away for so long (so long)
Where did we go wrong?

Holgas are so last year.

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The Radiotheraphy Center is depressingly nicer than any of the other clinics in this hospital i've visited. "Nicer"meaning "not fugly". It's no designer clinic, but it at least looks like some thought was put into the aesthetic nature of the place. Because clearly cancer patients need more comfort. So we give them a non-unattractive clinic and waiting area to sit in, complete with pleather sofas.

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Boost and Supernanny. the Thursday night special.

weapon of choice

Fear is the weapon that stifles dissent - Guardian Unlimited

"Registering opposition by boycotting the polls is not really an option since those who don't cast ballots face fines and having their right to vote suspended."

voting, election

on page sixteen of Upper Secondary Social Studies (Secondary 3):

Figure 3 Voting in the 1959 election
The British granted Singapore self-government after the election.
Why did the British government decide to grant self-government to Singapore?

yes. why, indeed? see the estatic woman, running through the streets in the rain after voting? that's how rare a chance to vote is, in sunny Singapore.

family = big fucking headache

my mother dug into another dig about family today.

about how you can choose your friends, but you can't choose your family. about how we would understand that once we have families of our own.

i stated for the record, again, that i was not interested in having a family of my own. that i do not want some woman to live with, for ever, and i do not want anything sliding out of the uterus of said woman. the biggest troubles of my life thus far have mostly been of the female gender. i am not going to have a family of my own.

she told me i cannot possibly be sure, at this age and maturity, about what i want for myself. and that she's seen people older and more matured that have gone back on things they've sworn on. then she added that if i didn't want a family of my own, i should treasure the one i've got--there isn't going to be any other.

family is not one husband, one wife, and two-point-five kids. i do not want a wife and two-point-five kids. it is, in fact, this family of one husband, one wife, and four kids that have put me off a family with a wife and two-point-five kids.

one of my biggest recent mistakes, on par with choosing to do Product & Industrial Design, is getting my aunt to take my siblings in, to have them move in with me. thus far they have mostly offered nothing but more trouble, more nagging, more ear-bending, and now, enormous pressure under which i can do nothing. they are for the most part ignorant of what it means to be living off someone else, what they should do, how they should behave, what they should say and when they should do things.

if you don't like living here, if you don't want to live here, if you don't want to abide and follow and behave and fucking clean up after your fucking selves, then move the fuck out. you have a choice. you are not being forced to live here and do things. if you choose to live here, act it. if you choose to not act fittingly, move the fuck out. at this point i can honestly say i do not care where the fuck you lot go.

worse, my "parents" have decided that since their children are humanly surviving somewhere (who cares where exactly), it is hence okay to shirk their responsibilities and either fuck off to Papua New Guinea or fuck off into a life of whatever the fuck her secret life is.

one day, when they have grown up and matured, they will see what they've done. i cannot see maturity in any member of my family, from my father to my youngest sibling. your father does not want you. your mother does not want you. what are you going to do now?

when i got them moved in, i did not know what i did. now that i know, i cannot move them back out. they, however, are completely capable of getting themseleves chased out. and one day, when i really tire of covering their backs and my own, it will happen.

i don't want to change my surname. i don't want another family.

i want to get out.