I received the news almost first thing in the morning on Friday but it's taken a while to sort my head out, to understand the emptiness. 

( Long Live The King )

A friend's sad situation and people being people have got my grey matter wandering to the ridiculous. 

It's the damndest thing how there is absolutely no reason at all to remember. Or particularly care. Common sense dictates that the book has been throughly closed, bolted, chucked into the ocean and should rest for all eternity several miles down in the deep. 

But Hollywood would have us all believe that after a fantastic bout of venting and verbal abuse and a complete meltdown on your part, a jerk grows some moral fiber, compassion and Becomes The One. For indeed, all that harassment and deceit is tantamount to a Declaration of Unending Love.

Metaphysical speculation is pointless. And I'm beginning to sound like a bitter old spinster. So I'll rub out the stubborn sepia and just quit clinging. There ain't enough room for broken jigsaw puzzle pieces. Thank Heavens for my Own and my sanity. Long may it Last.  

SO MUCH STUPID SHIT TO DO FOR MATRICULATION AND IT ALL HAS TO BE DONE DURING OFFICE HOURS WHEN, SURPRISE SURPRISE, I AM WORKING. WTFBBQQEXPRESS. IRRITATED.

ALSO HOW THE HELL DOES ONE ORGANISE 30+ PAIRS OF PANTS/JEANS IN A SPACE-EFFICIENT WAY THAT MAKES THEM ACCESSIBLE AND NEAT. STACKING IN MOUNTAINS AND HAVING TO SHIFT AND DIG THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS IS NOT INTELLIGENT. AT ALL.

BRILLIANT LITTLE JAPANESE PEOPLE I'M LOOKING TO YOU FOR SOME REVELATION HERE.

1. Mr Postman
There is nothing quite as marvelous as getting stuff in the mail.

In less than 2 weeks, I should be receiving my package from beNippon (with the Grace Door drama CD, a BL magazine and an origami book by the Great Kawasaki). In a bit more than 2 weeks, my order from Rose Melody should arrive, fitting perfectly and looking as marvelous as a brand-dress for a third of the price. (After close consultation with the Almighty Rox, I decided it was Worthy Purchase and Thus Went Forth to Purchase) By the time Uni starts (and I still know absolutely nothing about the course and campus), Luke should also be here in Humid-As-Hell Singapore, after which we will have a long and beautiful life together and prance away into the sunset, heading Japan-ward. 

Yes, very marvelous. 

2. Poverty & Flight
Which means I'm feeling slightly impoverished at the moment. Only slightly, if I don't lose my head and fortune in impulse fits, All Will Be Well and I'll even have money to spend in Taipei next month. Yes, the folks and I are off to Taipei. It would have been S. Korea but because Kim Jong Il is such a bloody bastard, pissing everywhere and everyone off, not to mention threatening to pitch bombs toward the Fair South, it has become a bit Dangerous For The Moment. At least until he and all his cronies/family members die painfully from food poisoning. Sigh, we live in hope. Meanwhile, I will simply send loud psychic FUCK YOU and DIE NOW PLEASE messages over to N. Korea. 

2b. Long Lines
Oh yes, and I went to the Line at Shangri-la for lunch today, grandmother's birthday and all. Utterly stuffed and I haven't needed to eat since we stopped at 2.30pm. Although, I don't really think it's worth it at 80 bucks a person. The quality was...alright so unless you stuff your face with seafood, sashimi and little desserts, it is unlikely to be Really Good.  (The seafood was though, Canadian oysters and all. Tragic that I can't stand the flavour. Give me snails drowned in Garlic Butter! 30 down the gullet, no problemo.) 

3. The Future
My resolve about the Moolah is unlikely to last long seeing as Kino has a 20% members discount again from 13th to 28th June. OHOHOHOHOHOHO. Definitely the most Worthwhile Privilege card to have. (Unlike Borders where you have to pay for membership which merely enables you to pay REGULAR STORE PRICES instead of bizarrely extortionate ones. DISCOUNTS ARE FIGMENTS OF YOUR IMAGINATION IN BORDERS.) KINOKUNIYA ALL THE WAY. \m/ (insert headbanging)

And now, to bed. So I can rise at an indecent time for the sake my health. 

My sub-conscious has been freaking out these past two nights.

On Tuesday, I dreamt that Hariz had kicked the bucket and spent most of the time dreaming about wailing and gnashing of teeth. Exhausting stuff.

On Wednesday, Kim Jae-wook, who was somehow the epitomy of all things beautiful and pure, died, probably because he committed suicide (It's a S. Korean celebrity thing)

For some reason this brought about an epic breakdown and next thing I know, I'm kneeling on my parents' bathroom floor and about to blow my brains out with a pistol. And somehow, I miss, lose my index finger instead and collapse facedown. (Logic does not exist in my dreams apparently.)

So while lying there, half-dead half-shocked at being alive, I try and FAIL to kill myself for the second time (and lose another finger) Although how anyone can possibly miss when the gun at at one's temple, I will never know.

After all that really bad aiming, I black out and come to. (For some reason, my fingers are still where they should be.) The Folks don't say anything about the attempted suicide but kept saying things like '(Insert Something vaguely interesting an individual can do) THEREFORE Life is Worth Living'.

Bizarro.

Also...THANK GOD FOR THE INTERNUT

 Until I figure out what I want to do with the FRIGGIN HUGE Sweet Pool CGs, here's some glorious Gackt. 

And why yes, the His Godliness is releasing singles left right and center. (Jesus, Ghost, Journey Through the Decade, Koakuma Heaven, Faraway...) Now if only X Japan would release JADE sometime soon.I'm preparing to kiss Yusof Ishak goodbye. Again. 

Also, my room is tidier than it has ever been since we moved back in a year or two ago. I HAVE A VISION. OHYES OHYES. 

I leave you on a highly cracky note. One of Gackt's newest singles 'Koakuma Heaven'. CRACKTASTIC. But not as sweet as you think.

Shun Qi's birthday polaroids are up
And I'm spamming everyone with the link. Bwa har har. 

ALSO I'VE TAKEN THE LEAP. 
YES. 
I WILL BE THE PROUD OWNER OF A BEAUTIFUL BALL-JOINT DOLL IN 6 WEEKS OR SLIGHTLY LESS.
He's a Dream of Doll, DOI Luke. 8D
I have always loved their style (they really are dreamy) and thanks to a marvelous promotion they're having AND ROX MY LOANSHARK, IT IS DONE. (My love for you is rapidly approaching infinity babe.)

GLEE GLEE GLEE. I AM GLEEFUL. And terribly psyched.

 I am getting just the tiniest bit bored of my LJ layout. 

My first Holga roll pictures are up. Huzzah.The fact that they even look like decent photographs makes me happy already. (The camera was snitched off/borrowed from Auntie Harizah) 

Also, HUMANS WHO WANTS A PAPERBACK COPY OF ADVERBS BY DANIEL HANDLER FOR 5 BUCKS. It's brand new btw. Yes, I bought too many copies at the Expo sale -___-''

I have uploaded my Japan roll to photobucket. Because it's less pain-in-the-ass-ish than Flickr. 

EDIT: I WILL STAY FAR FAR FAR AWAY FROM THE DEN OF ANGELS FORUM. I. WILL. NOT. GO. TO. THE. DOD. WEBSITE. 600. TIMES. A DAY. I MUST NOT WILL NOT CANNOT. KJDGVJKSXFBABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPOQ.

Finally hooked my debit card up to my Paypal account 8D And I'm rarring to go BUY SOMETHING AMAZING....Except I don't know what. I could just start legalising my J-Rock collection but getting them in the mail won't feel very excite. 

I am also sick. I think. Got the flu thing from the Mother who got it from the Father. It's not that bad considering that most of my runny nose days are 6 times worse and have me feeling beyond crappy/mostly dead. 

I was supposed to make pancakes 1.5 hours ago but got sucked into surfing the Internuts again. Sigh. Hungry. This is such a pointless post. I will go feed myself and do something productive like wrap books and clear my room.