Alcohol, insanity, headaches, confusion, depression, mind games, silence, knives, blood, soup, pasta, t.v, old songs, guitar strings, dark plays, music, false audience, shadows, stalking, cash, internet, library, books, chiro, cinema, arcade, Coke, texts, mail, newspapers, comics.

It's fucked up.
It's my life.

Devastating American Idol results? You got that right. Just when you thought they'd finally get it right. Well this sad loss seals the fate of A.I fer sure. I mean cmon, if u're gonna lose to Lambert than you're prolly some mega music shiz or something (A.K.A. Steven Tyler and the likes of that). Kris Allen.....KRIS ALLEN.....Are u freaking kidding me?!

Well that was the worst part of the finale (a dark place I never wanna return to)...The good bits....erm....KISS! Hello!!! PAUL STANLEY.....OMG...PAUL STANLEY!!! I mean how hot was that? KISS and ADAM! I thought I was gonna lose it there and then....(Thank gawd for ice water). Second thing I loved: Kara owning bikini girl. Awesome. I mean Kara earned her RESPECT at the rite moment after weeks of tortourous crap she had to sit through.

Ok, enough of A.I. It completely drained my Thursday (specifically when I had to put up with the loss).

Not doing much these days but I've really taken to blowing soapy bubbles. No, seriously. My sister bought me two bottles of the soap bubble liquid (2nd childhood?) and I'm having a ball with them.

How do you tell someone who's trying to set you up that you'd rather be with him?

With her guitar slung over, she walked with not a thought in mind, not a place to go. Aimless. Cashless. What nurtures eventually destroys doesn't it? Sucking on a blade of grass, she unhooked the strap of her guitar and swung it over the branch. She bid farewell to nature which had served her well as a teacher, parent, friend and lover. She slipped on the noose and tightened it. To see it all before you and to know you'll never see it again...She looked towards the place of her Creator. 'See you soon, now' she thought. With a tear in her eye, a smile on her lips, she watched as the world danced into darkness before her.

Happy 25th Birthday, Yvonne! Hope u had fun. I did! Next time, let's go drunk bowling!

Mother's Day was freaking awesome this year. We went over to my aunt's place. Had me three maternal aunts and mom all poofy and excited. Hahaha. We gorged ourselves with food and questionable drinks. As a result, while trying to read a book for the exam, I snoozed off on the carpet but when you're the youngest, everybody loves u and it never looks awkward. After waking up, we had mini cupcakes bought by yours truly and a lovely Mother's Day cake which was divine. My sister and I gave my mom, whom we named, 'Original Mummy' her presents and then passed out presents to the aunts. They kept ooo-ing and ahhh-ing and checking out what the other got. As a bonus, I got everyone Scratch It cards. Out of ten cards, one got 5 bucks and the other, 2 bucks. My sister and my aunt won.

Then came a round of Scrabble ( I tried to read again while the aunts and my sis played and mom was the score-keeper). After which, my sister and I played Hide 'N Seek, while the aunts and mom had their round of chit-chat. My sister, as usual, cheated on the counting and always seemed to seek me faster than I could hide. At one point, I was behind the curtain, with my huge belly bouncing up and down coz I just couldn't stop laughing. Anyway, after a while she wrapped the curtain round me and well, it was quite a sight, really. It took her a while and I was so sure she couldn't find me. When asked how she did it, "I saw your black legs sticking out! Hahahah!!" came the reply. Erm, ok, whatever.... Anyway, I lost, she found me more times than I found her. Oh btw, did I mention she's 32 years old and I'm 25? Heh heh.

Anyway it was a lovely Mother's Day and I'm glad we did stuff indoors rather than hustle with the public outside.

Her sense of humour is always heightened.

She knows how to keep the family in line.

She knows when a lil bit of cheering up will lift even the lowest of spirits.

When she sleeps, the image of an angel dawns.

Her smile will brighten even the darkest of dark.

Her love is a power by itself.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom. I love you.

I'm so happy for Vonnie! Finally the good news we've been waiting for! Whoopee!

Ok I know this sounds disgusting but Adam Lambert turned me on bad this Wed with his version of Zeppelin's Whole Lotta Love. Did he rock the house or did he rock the house! If you missed it, Google Video it. You'll see what I'm talking about. Now, that is one performer I'll pay to watch! And yes, I dun give an effing shit if he wins or not coz he's already a winner, if you ask me. (But, duh, we know he's gonna sail to the final dun we?)

I'm currently riding the waves of the money woes. Woe is Sang who has not a penny to her name. Ok maybe it's not that bad but it sure feels like it.

I just realised I should have been doing, what I'm doing now, a long time ago. Anyway no time to fret over that.

I'm gonna take a risk with my May15th paper. What's the point of doing lit if u're gonna stick to the rules? BITE ME, SODS!

So they captured the fugitive, big effing deal. Tell me something that I know has not been tempered with.

I am addicted to Scratch It cards. I really am. So far I've won like 4 bucks. Come on now, give me a lil more dough!!

Have a good weekend, children.

So you've moved on. That's fantastic. Except doesn't it ever make you wonder what could have been, might have been or would have been.......It's insane to say it's forgettable. But it's stupid to pretend as well. Sure strings were pulled, buttons were pressed...who's gonna deny all that? But tell me, isn't there even an ounce of regret dripping here?

“Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.”
-Sydney Smith

Bea Arthur
1922-2009

It's been more than a week and I've been biting hard to keep the sad feelings, of losing an icon, down. My favourite Golden Girl, the stage has become darker with your passing. RIP.