Boy With a Coin

Mesmerizing...

My current favourite song and video clip..

I don't know which pulls me in the most. The haunting music, the beautiful twang of the guitar, Sam Beams soothing voice, the grace of the Spanish dancers with the tap of their shoes and their rhythmic claps and the swaying of those hips ( oh Lord, have mercy on me) or maybe it's just the perfect blend of everything just fitted together meant for your eyes to be fixed on the screen and your ears to be glued to the speakers (unless you're using earphones then u Should just superglue them to your ear canals)

Or maybe it's because I've only had 2 1/2 hours of sleep last night (studying) and i'm kinda stoned staring at everything.. I know i should take the time to get some shut eye now, but if i do, it'll be a waste of my night since it's my one night to rest before i have to bury my face in books again tomorrow.. So till then, i'm going to make the most of whatever few hours i have left..

Can't wait for exams to be over...

PS: Gotta love Spanish dances.. enthralling without a doubt..

Perversion is art..

The Erotic House of Peter Saville..

Makes me want go to a museum..

It's been so long since i've been to one here..

No Bedi wan to go with me....

side effects of QAF

Ugh...

5 Seasons in 2 weeks..

If it wasn't for the stupid rain, i would have gone out. Instead, I spent the whole of yesterday watching Queer as Folk. 12 hours to precise.. I dont know why i do things like this. My brain feels like mush, my eyes doesnt seem to be in my sockets anymore, and my head is pounding. My pupils can't seem to adjust to lighting.

It's like a bad case of hang over. Overdosed of drugs.. Intoxication from alcohol..

:(

I can't stare at the laptop screen for too long anymore or my brain will automatically reject it, causing reflex on neck muscles so i'd turn away. It's the same when you've spent the whole night drinking, and the sight of a beer bottle the next day would just make you wanna hurl.

Unless her picture is on the label that is.. Rrrr...
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To compensate yesterday's time wasting marathon, i shall study today. Scouts honor (^_^) Y

Passed my Surgery practical exam on Friday. I have to admit, i expected more from it, but i guess i shouldn't complain. Anyway more worrying coming up ahead with Path.Physiology, Path.Anatomy, Internal Disease, Surgery, and Pharmacology. Die, die, die, die, die.....
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American Idol!

What would my blog be if i didnt bitch about the finale! The results! The blunder of Americans! (gah, i hv to get my glasses, my eyes are killing me) *ahem.. What were U thinking!? Watching the finale, I was thinking, yeah this is grand. As Allen's mum said, I forgot that this was suppose to be the results (though i did forward through most of the performances). Adam as usual did a superb job. His consistency is never doubtful unlike a Mr. Allen. Seeing as how the announcement of the winner was truly anticlimatic, i would have to say the highlight of the whole damn show was oh-miss-bikini-girl's performance, joined in by Kara Dioguardi (and yes, she strips down to her bikini too :D and no, J. I do not like her just because she's pretty).

Life as we know it, is not over. Though Adam Lambert did not win the competition I suppose it's worse for Kris Allen that he did, seeing as how the internet is filled with blogs and articles saying that he did not deserve it. But when it comes down to it, at the end of the day, it's just another mindless entertainment program. In the mean time, we'll find something else to occupy our time with. That is until the next season comes about, and we'll start the whole cycle again.

^^

~Toodles~

As i sit here at 3 in the morning, just done with my studying, i pick up my new friend and play her. Trying my best not to sing so loud as to wake up my neighbours. It's all so melodramatic.
In my head, flashbacks of when i was in my teen years.. sitting in the living room at wee hours of the morning, playing Jim Brickman or Boyzone in the background. Occasionally whipping out my pencil and notebook to jot down poems that cross my mind.

How did i get here..

It's been 4 years here in Moscow..

Seems like it was just yesterday that i arrived, overwhelming emotions of being completely excited and scared shitless.

How time flies..

sighh

Exam season..

Been continuously watching Queer As Folk, when i should be studying..

Exam season next month... Shyte..
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Realised i havent been putting in the amount of hours needed for studying. And i mean for the whole semester. Slept for only 4 hours last friday studying for Surgery colloqium and that's when i realised i can't remember the last time i put in that much effort for studies. Didn't get to do the colloq anyway because teacher who has a bladdy PMS prob chased us out.

Gahhhh...
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Worrying, worrying..

But not doing anything...

Pray i get through this semester... I really don't want to be one of those people who push their exams to the next year.

Study!! Or i'm fucked..

Devuskha

Yes, Russia is where God planted all the seeds of beautiful girls.

Come Spring, they all blossom from unexpected places, bringing sheer joy to those who admire their ample bosoms.

Hear, hear..



But of course, you'd think to look carefully before checking out the junk in any women's trunk, seeing as how there are situations where the women, aren't actually women at all.




Hahaha..

*hums to 'Isn't She Lovely - Stevie Wonder'*
Cheers~

boing boing boing... . . . .. . . .. . . ..

Skip, skip, skippeedeee doo daaa..

(retarded moment)
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I made fun of people/friends who were ill yesterday.. *remembers pointing and laughing at D's runny nose..

I woke up with a sore throat.. =(

Is falling sick............. >.<

Karma's a bitch..

(wonder if there's anyone out there named Karma..)

:D

Lesson learnt; don't jog without a jacket in the park when is cold out...

Grr....
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While taking a nap, i dreamt that my teeth fell out again.. my grandma always told me that it meant, i was going to fight with my friends or a loved one. We shall put that theory to the test for this week.

Oh, but i just fought with my friend days ago. Maybe my dream mail is slow. Hmmmmm..
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Q: How does Key laugh?

A: Keykeykey.. (kekeke)
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Dies of lameness...

*sighh

Hungry....

oh look, food...

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David Choi - Won't even start

The Affair?

I would not call this an affair.'The other' would be ecstatic to know i have you to keep me company while i'm in Moscow. It does get so lonely sometimes.. *cheeky grin. I love you both anyway. Perhaps you will meet one day.

But..

HHhmmmmm touching you... its that familiar feeling, of when i first held 'the other'. The feel of my hands placed gently around your neck. The cradle of my arm around your body. Running my fingers lightly touching you. That sound you make..

Mmmmmm..

And your smell.... Makes me just wanna close my eyes and imagine us on a vast field of nothing else but flowers and grass.

I lay you down to rest on my bed, and i stare at you with admiration and awe. You shine, in my eyes. And i promise that i will never, ever let anything happen to you. I will always keep you safe in my arms.. People might not see you the way i see you.. They may say you're not worth it, but it's okay. Cos you're mine. And you make me happy, and that's all that matters.



I haven't named you yet. But we'll come up with something cool okay? :)

Indulgence

1) in Michael Buble.. in music.. and all that jazz...

Don't you think music just gives you that emotionally liberating feeling.. Makes me just wanna close my eyes and sway.And when i mean sway, i mean literally floating around the room, ballroom motion and all sliding here and there (for those who don't know me, I love dancing. None in particular, just allowing the music to move me in any way it chooses). The fact that i have the whole room to myself (a most fortunate situation for now) enables me to do whatever i please, whenever. I scream songs in the morning, work out in front of my full length mirror in the evenings, and I dance the night away.. :)

2) in books... ahhh i love the smell of your pages..

I think i've already gone through 2 books this month. Approximately 5 since the beginning of this year. Which is probably incomparable to most avid readers but I like to enjoy the context of each word. I have a habit of rereading certain sentences or phrases again and again just because it brings out a certain sort of rarity..of feelings and wonders of all sorts. The fact that i love most about reading a book is how i manage to just jump into the pages ( a Mary Poppin effect) and be in a whole different world. Just a voyuer in a land of unknown fiction.

I would go on and on, but seeing as how it's already 3.06am (it says there.. draft autosaved at 3.06AM) my eyes have sent signals to my brains, and i think pyschologically i'm being tricked into thinking i'm sleepy, hence the yawning. Will continue(in another post)/edit this post another time (or leave it the way it is.. i'm such a lazy person.. arghh)

Well, I shall head off to bed with my palms and fingers gripping my current book.. and read em' till i fall asleep..

Gnite world..