lazycrazy

Sometimes, when I am with you... I feel like I'm stuck. I'm stuck here, I have nowhere to go, I don't have freedom and I don't have a choice. And sometimes, I feel so suffocatingly clingy that I never want to let you out of my sight.

Maybe it's a vicious cycle how i'm always falling into these lyrical phases and start stringing out these lines of words that have little relation to me.

Like in the midst of doing work and, surprise surprise, now you are hypnotized and you shall go into a state of depression writer's feel and feel melancholy and write

too much fanfic

i let claire read one of my favourite but still ongoing (after a year) fanfic the other day. i think i've opened the door to the gay world to her. lucky that particular one was R15, though there were lots of sexual connotations. like how tegomass meet a few times in a brothel and bruises and rape and all that jazz.

it's 12:10 on 12/12/12 now.
2:59 13/12/12 -- crochet bra and envelope clutch due. process documentation and board due
3:00 13/12/12 -- presentation on 4 boards and sketchbook due.
27 hours left.

13:20 15/12/12 -- flight to phuket.

do you think i can squeeze in a trip to the salon before my phuket trip? i want to go all blonde then dye pink at home.

mmmmm blonde tendrils of hair in the beach wind... mmmmm