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2005 19 September :: 9.30pm
Revamped the woohu layout. Check and see if you like it, Danielle, and it's all yours! (minus the marquee at the top of course).
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2005 18 September :: 8.57am
:: Music: Interpol - Public Pervert
This is officially my favourite song off this album.
I'm aproaching a small time company that sponsors unpublished writers.
I wonder what'll become of that.
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2005 17 September :: 1.12pm
:: Music: something arabic my roomie is playing
my turn!
I'm obsessing over mangas lately. In the past three days I've read both volumes of "Onegai Teacher", one volume of "Death, at Death's Door", one volume of "Genshiken" and two volumes of "GTO, Great Teacher Onizuka". I have also had a Bleach marathon, where I spent the majority of the day in my PJ's and watched eight episodes of Bleach, back to back. Not that Nareen (my roommate), Yasmeen, Tasim and Rodell didn't try to lure me out with invites to malls and Hard Rock.
But I just got my priorities straight.
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2005 16 September :: 1.13am
:: Mood: natural high
:: Music: Goldfinger - Spank Bank
A pointless post - Orientation Part 2
I jumped in the pool with Hisham, Sean, McGrady and Tasim. By the time I talked Talha into burning "Switch" (by Will Smith) on a CD for me so that the DJ could play it, most of the people were already gone. Better late than never, I suppose.
The End.
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2005 15 September :: 3.03am
:: Mood: pleasing laurence
:: Music: Cartoon Network
One of my greatest fears is finding that I am ordinary. I am utterly dull to look at. My clothes make no bold fashion statements. My hair is nothing spectacular. My face, like the rest of me, is above average but hardly the best.
I am above average at a lot of things, too. I'm above average at math, at science, at English, at art, at mechanics, at cooking... but I am not the best at anything.
I know my personality is trying to compensate the short-comings of my physique, which may explain why I'm such an extrovert. If I don't open my mouth, if I just shut up and stand there, I am utterly unremarkable.
And that is why some people will forget my face before they forget that thing I said to that guy when they were also there.
My skin is not my distinguishing feature.
So I don't even bother to try being the best.
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2005 9 September :: 3.57am
:: Music: Radiohead - There There
So what's the deal with headboards?
I mean, in all honesty. What is the purpose of your bed having a headboard? Does it hold the bed up, does it serve as a bruiser for sex, what does it do, what's the purpose of its existence?
I proposed the possibility of the headboard's existence could be attributed to differentiating between the head of the bed and the foot of the bed.
Although in all honesty, it is the onl difference between the head of the bed and the foot of the bed.
So why is it there?
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2005 6 September :: 10.21pm
Oh yeah.
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2005 5 September :: 2.22pm
:: Music: Pixies - Allison
I met a freshmen in my BasicP2D class, who is also in my Freehand class, and she and I have bonded over our mutual love of Salad Fingers. I missed being able to walk around going "I like it when the red water comes out". Hoo-hah!
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2005 31 August :: 10.50pm
:: Music: The Shins - When I Goosestep
I turned all the lights out so that I could pretend it was later than it actually was.
Moving in took a lot longer than initially planned. And it's horrible piling all my stuff on one side of the room even though there's still no sign of an incoming roommate. How depressing.
But! It feels so good to have my own personal space. *looks around* I think I'm gonna like it here.
If only I could share it with the people I miss the most.
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2005 28 August :: 1.44pm
:: Music: Hole - Northern Star
It's cold in here, there's no one left, and I wait for you
Funny. Everytime I get my emotional "feet" under me, my family shoots my fucking knee caps out. Then again, maybe it's not all that funny. Maybe you just have to be there.
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2005 24 August :: 5.39pm
:: Music: Rain Fur Rent - Compared To What
I've decided what I want in a mate. Someone who wouldn't mind driving four hours down the freeway with both windows down inviting the bitter wind to whip their hair in a frenzy. Sure, you couldn't talk during the experience, but sometimes its nice to just shut the fuck up, turn up the music to drown out the wind and enjoy the silence. I understand most females' objection to such an instance due to the nest that the wind creates in one's hair (my hair is the longest its been since 6th grade. My bangs, when stretched, reach to the top of my upper lip, if feels good to have it long) After Circa Survive, Him's Love Metal, Atreyu, Before The Storm (..memories..) and Glassjaw, I made it down to my brother's house, windblown and feeling cleansed of my diseases for the first time in many months. We went to The Entrance to Hell (Arizona) the next day to visit my sister. Saw some fun thunder storms in the distance, but to my dismay they weren't attacking the area where we were going. Upon our arrival we were met with the news that while in Laughlin, Nevada (my sister lives basically on the border of all three states, Cali, AZ and NV) that my parents were going to get married. Before you ohh and ahh its not a good omen. The deal between my parents has always been that if my dad were to get worse health-wise that they'd get married because he doesn't want to die alone. During the less than 15 minutes ceremony when the minister is having them repeat their vows, she gets to the part where she says "as long as we both shall live" my mom breaks down, sending a wave of melancholy through the rest of us. The minister is none the wiser, thinking they're tears (sobs) of joy? The rest of the weekend is hot. Regular unleaded gas in Needles, CA, the last town before you hit Arizona, costs 3.39/gallon, whats going on here? Then I come back to the joy that is my work place. Sarcasm. I don't even want to get into that BS.
Love, Joe
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2005 18 August :: 10.46pm
:: Music: Rie Fu - Life Is Like A Boat
Of my many fears, and there are indeed many, it seems the greatest of them is that which the majority of the world seeks. I fear love, so much that my inner self finds the concept not only a mere catastrophe to be avoided at all costs, but perpetually foreign and stagnantly repulsive.
I shudder to think that I may one day find myself trapped within the emotional circus my fellow people long for. My experiences in the past have left me skeptical of love and my once fervent search for it ended in absolute disappointment. What's the use of looking for a needle in a haystack? Aren't there a million others searching for that same needle? What distinguishes me from any of them, some more worthy than I, that I out of all of them would be the one to find it?
Best to roll around in the hay and laugh at myself; have childish fun. Who knows what's to prevent the needle pricking me on the way down? Per chance someone will find it caught in my hair and, daringly, reach out to show me that I have found it, that it has been in my hair all along and that lesser fears, such as my fierce avoidance of those who would search my hair for love, have blinded me to it.
And all it took was someone to reach out and pluck it, hand it to me and smile.
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2005 17 August :: 12.59am
Now the time has come to leave you.... Close your eyes and I'll be on my way. Dream about the things to come...
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2005 13 August :: 1.17pm
Talking about getting fat...
Andy: I got a stomach, it's really gross.
Me: I got a stomach too. Even my aunt noticed it and I think she was kinda disappointed. She might have had her eye on me for her son.
Andy: Ew, that's kinda gross.
Me: I know.
Andy: Thank God you're fat.
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2005 8 August :: 6.58pm
:: Music: Tears for Fears - Closest Thing To Heaven
Is that Brittany Murphy in the video?
Honey, I'm home.
Feeling good and looking semi-ok.
My headache is dull and my stomachache is fixable and I'm done reading Hitchhiker's Guide and it is funny.
Also, Danielle, I found Reading Lolita in Tehran in Dubai and bought it immediately, although I won't have time to read it for a while. Do encourage me though.
I also found The Rule of Four, which is described as "Da Vinci Code for people with brains" so I like it already.
Movies, movies, movies. Big Fish, Snatch and Gia. All beautiful, some funny and Gia, which I just got done watching, so so sad. I cried. Really.
The plane ride home was interesting. I was sitting next to a girl named Muneera, who didn't like anything I liked and was a generally unpleasant and negatively-disposed person.
And, I met a young father named Hassani at the airport. He was also travelling alone, and was eager to show someone the picture of his new-born daughter, whose name I can't pronounce (it's African). He thought my reading material was too old for me. I agreed. For some reason, it made him laugh, and this is the part where he showed me his kid's photo.
I like that it was a relaxing end to a hectic trip. Somewhere between my aunt being robbed of over half a million dollars' worth of watches and jewelery, my other aunt's divorce, my cousin's wedding and my extreme apathy to most of these occurences, I needed a vacation.
I did manage, however, to steal my cousin Ahmad, the funniest person in my life right now, to go register for my classes. My schedule so far looks like this:
DESI201: Basic principles of 2D design (I seem to have neglected to inform them that I already finished 3D design in my Computer Assisted Design class.)
UNIV101: The University Experience (I know, what the hell is that?)
ENGL101: Composition and Rhetoric (I heard the professor for this course is tough. I'm totally excited.)
DESI204: Freehand drawing I (Uh-oh.)
My fifth course was supposed to be DESI203: Colour Theory, but the only section that isn't already full clashes with my entire schedule, so I'm going to need to sort that out some time soon.
Classes start Spetember 4th. Meep.
After I was done registering Ahmad took me to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Oh. My. God.
Khalas, take me home.
Sooooo, what's new with you?
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