25 yo Melbournian. Born and bred in the shadows of a city called KL. Survives on chocolates, lots of sleep and the comfort of good company. Loves a good laugh, a good book, a good cry, a good movie.

"Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love and something to hope for." - Joseph Addison

I'm Sorry

30.5.05

Dear LoLa,

I'm sorry for beating you up. Don't tell Jackie Backy, I scared he scold me :( I didn't mean to punch you so many times but then it was all Shan Lynn's fault. Now I only have guilt and I need to find your forgiveness. I've learnt to not hit you so much anymore...I've been shown the light and I want to repent. Forgive me? *teehee*

Gavs.

Natural? I think not...

27.5.05

What is so natural about blood dripping out of you every 28 days huh? Seriously, how screwed up is that. Why couldn't God create the female anatomy to I don't know, absorb the blood back into the system? (I'm sure there's a perfectly logical medical explanation for this) Or why couldn't God devise a 56-day or maybe even a 90-day menstrual cycle? OK, so maybe it would make procreating a little more difficult but that would sure as hell solve any population crises.

And oh wait, the torment doesn't just end there. There's the mood swings and the pimples and the bloody stomach aches. See, I don't get cramps, I get freaking stomach aches. Every bloody month (no pun intended). The kind of stomach aches where you feel you have to shit all your insides out. And then you get hungry coz your stomach's all empty but you're afraid that eating anything might cause you to keel over in pain again! *sigh* *come here Buscopan & Charcoal ... you guys are my best friends*

How I hate being a girl right now.

Finally updated...

24.5.05

I've been putting it off forever but I've finally updated my Links. Hopefully I got it all right and didn't miss anyone.

While driving to Geelong last weekend, I had one of the Bass Agent's mixes blasting in my car.Track 1... *hmm what's this familiar noise*... Track 2...*something strange is happening*...Track 3...*ABSOLUTION!*... and it was all MUSIC from there on.

It sure brought back alot of memories. Reclaim, Lavish, Defrost, Hype... oh my... we were ALMOST like a bunch of groupies! *haha* Gavin would constantly whine about how he was tired, but would then proceed to shuffle the whole night long. Ben just standing there stoning. And everyone complaining about how they got "conned" into being there. But at the end of the night, we'd always end up having fun. That's what counts.

I feel a certain kind of emptiness when I hear music like this. Strange. Almost as if somethings missing. Maybe that's what it feels like to be in a trance. Yet, mushed together with this hollowness, is a weird sense of life. A life where nothing is impossible.

I miss those days where I could get up every week and dance the night away. For now, I shall be so content to sit, and listen. Just listen.

18.5.05

Katherine Moennig. She makes me want to turn gay.

15.5.05

From one dot the other. That's how far I travel nearly every weekend. Estimated distance : 104.38km. Estimated travel time: 1 hour 45 minutes. It seems crazy, but you know what, I'm thankful. Thankful that I can get to you when I really need to. That it doesn't take a passport and a plane ticket to catch a glimpse of you. And thankful that it is you who do most of the travelling *haha* What can I say, Geelong is boring! It may be the worst of the ideal situations, but it is definitely the best of the worst situations. I have never been a believer of distance in any relationship. Maybe because I'm one of those clingy people. Proximity comes high up on my list of needs. However, my lack of belief does not imply a general failure of the concept. It has been tried, tested and proven by many.

Anyhoo, Lynnzter came and left Melbourne. 2 weeks seems to have flown by. Hope you enjoyed yourself and did all the things you wanted to do!!! Some shots from Karaoke last week. I probably shouldn't be doing anything of this sort on a weekday anymore. It totally wiped me out!

8.5.05

I need a foot massage

7.5.05

ANGELINE:"Mel, you look like you haven't been clubbing for a long time!"

I haven't!!! It's been ... hmm... THAT long! Half an hour was all it took to wear me out last night, including all the shoving and pushing. The place was PACKED! But I had fun. I did. Fun I had indeed. Screwdriver (with FRESH orange juice! I could taste the pulp in it.. it was weird), Vodka jelly, hot music, camera flashes, the girlies and the boys, the drunkard (take a guess WHO)... *aaah* You know you've had a ball when your feet hurt the next day! Foot massage anyone?

Random pictures

3.5.05

1.5.05

You know, you deserve the Asshole of the Year award. You are insensitive and disloyal. You have absolutely no regard for anyone but yourself. And I detest your total lack of regard for subtlety.

Yet, I find myself being polite to you at all times. I had hoped that you had changed. Hoped that you were sorry for what you did, and that u would be a better person knowing that. But you didn't. You haven't. I have no respect for you. Only disgust.

I refuse to take part in fulfilling any of your pathetic needs or desires. If you are doing what you're doing to feel good about yourself, please do it somewhere else. Also, don't tell me what I should or shouldn't be doing. I don't care what you think and I find it amusing that YOU assume you know better.

So, kindly accept your award and for your sake, figure out why you deserved it.