i stay up all night with the stars and sleep with sunlit clouds cascading down my back.
In Honor of Spatial Silence
i stay up all night with the stars and sleep with sunlit clouds cascading down my back.
i stay up all night with the stars and sleep with sunlit clouds cascading down my back.
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Monday, April 14, 2008
your move Scherbatsky
as i forced myself out of bed this afternoon, after having finally given up on furthering my sleep due to my mother's incessant shouting that it was time for lunch, i felt a huge ass bruise on my left thigh and an aching left jaw. in fact, the whole left side of my body felt like one big bruise. it felt as if an equator of a man was squashing me silly and if i attempted to push him off he would just begin stabbing my bones with pins and won't stop until i lay completely still. that juxtaposed with the numbness emanated by the right side of my body elevated the pain and made me want to stay in bed the whole day; but since i was hungry and dying of thirst, i decided instead to drag my sleepy-self to the mirror to inspect the damage before i proceeded to tumble downstairs for lunch. ignoring my horrendous bed hair and crusty eyes, i gingerly lifted the side of my purple shorts and white shirt and found the cause of my aching body - a series of bruises. shit. but that was not enough. apparently my body loves killing me because as i swayed sleepily in front of the mirror trying to remember what happened last night, my poor head decided it was time to torture me with a killer hangover. ouch. the incident that could possibly explain the bruises would be when one of the boys tackled me to the ground. i was standing (or was it swaying?) with a few of them when i suddenly found myself rolling around in pain before being jerked back up and told to kick the boy who tackled me. this is what i get for being one of the boys: bruises and a hangover. i had fun nonetheless. conversation was interesting and the sisig we ate before heading home was pure yum. p.s: look, i can still write relatively well despite the hangover. i think so anyways. p.p.s: a friend sometimes calls me Scherbatsky. that makes me laugh. p.p.p.s: this entry is exaggerated a million degrees. ------------------------------- the girls invaded my room pre-photoshoot yesterday so we could cam-whore, gossip and lather on 5-inches of makeup before subjecting ourselves to be oggled by strangers who were probably wondering why in the world three girls and a very emo boy were posing like rockstars in the middle of the road. i don't think i've ever applied that much make-up in my life though. it made me want to scratch my face silly. will post pictures from the photoshoot once dazzle uploads it. i love promotional shoots. at least now we have decent pictures to give out. our picture for the mangaholix convention poster is beyond strange.  click on picture to view more(lit block dinner at itallianis, rakrakan series 7 & fairlight pre/post-photoshoot) password: purpleelephants ...and it's summer break! sweet. summer equals baguio with the girls (and possibly their boyfriends). as much as i adore the girls and their boys, i do still get jealous of the fact that those two are in such annoyingly loving long-term relationships while guys just can't seem to stop running away from me. oh wells. i'll just shrug myself silly and drown in strawberry milkshakes. 7:45 AM
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