Gollum loves Christmas!

Goodbyes

under a sand of stars, on the murky streets of Kelburn, the only light shining down on me was the moon. walking alone, yet another chance for me to refresh my mind, and think about what has happened during the past month, and what has yet to become the present.

December. its a huge month for goodbyes.

parents leaving middle earth, after their sons' and daugthers' graduation. friends departing for home country. trips to south island. myself traveling. those whom I was able to hang out with without a hassle, are now friends in distance. physically.

how are ya'll doing?

Its been a year..

since i started writing.

a year ago roughly this time, i was writing something about "time for everything". another christmas has come huh... how will it be this time i wonder?

A Series of Unfortunate Events (reprise)

11. worst of all, my parents are coming this saturday for my graduation. cept there is no graduation to go to.

sorry, but i have to say something.

"fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccccccccc
ccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccccckkk kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
kkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!"

A Series of Unfortunate Events 2005

1. a break up
2. shared a room with the wrong guy (for one whole sem)
3. then, my dog died
4. had a terrible terrible stomach ache
5. broke my thumb over a dare
6. hence poverty (unable to work with my broken thumb)
7. hence 2 whole months of inconveniency
8. unable to take my exam (broken thumb too)
9. an agroetat grade on my transcript (passing without a grade)
10.and now, I am denied my permission to attend my graduation

but in the end, "who fucking cares?" AK slapped me with these words, "count your blessings!" she added.

for that, I thank you, AK.

"Different Names for the Same Thing"

By, Death Cab for Cutie

Alone on a train aimless in wonder

An outdated map crumbled in my pocket

But I didn't care where I was going'

Cause they're all different names for the same place.

The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun

And I knew no words to share with anyone

The boundaries of language I quietly cursed

And all the different names for the same thing

There are different names for the same things

There are different names for the same things...