Diary of Umm Qasar

Friday, December 31, 2004

so weird

haf things reached stability
after 10 days
this is crazy
this is whirlwind
this is so wrong
but it seems alright
probable
positive
it seems
workable
i will nevER EVER EVER EVER go clubbing in shirt and shorts again
omg that was a crazy thing to do.

now im plagued with rashes
sleep sleep
was gonna say smth abt birthday wishes
but..
scary.
i might affect the karma or delicate kismet htings

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

competition

f it... f it
so why shd i feel pisseddd
i dun feel pised
i feel a bit worried i think
so u say u haf a gd time
but wish u had joined ur other frens
aHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
try to parallel it in my life
somehow

hiya screw it
who gives a shit
damn tired
laning sucks
o team sucks
f!
fQ!
fQ!

Monday, December 27, 2004

waltzing thoughts

keep wondering if.. god why can't i be more secure n lay off
those words are reusable
recyclable..
recycled? reused?

already????????

can't i jus enjoy my time here
in this platform space
tt ive chanced
upon

but it is highly likely that these words were used before
and im jus another one of those dumb 'chicks' who fall

fal fall fall lovely lifeless doll

Sunday, December 26, 2004

the house is silent, expectant, like the pause before the intake of breath

this is not how i thot it'd be like

u're a blur
im dizzy
spin around in the din of disguise
lalalla
grabbed me and i held on, flattered
lalallala

ur motivation : jus somebody.. anybody
my motivation: rather.. as always.. i duno what to do

see what comes along.. perhaps we'll walk together a month or two.. jus hope the frenship sticks..

i intoxicate you huh
:)

nobodys said those kind of things before
u prey on my naievtie (fuck the spelling) n my virgin ears
but u say it too easily
too much
too frequently

ure always half drunk
dean moriarty
sal paradise

i hafnt eve nfinished tt f-ing book yet

arthur lecomte + cleveland?
shit is his name cleveland?
cloud factory

in the church of my heart the choir is for hire

watashiwa yasuii desu.

cheap whore
who u tryin to kid
free frag

monsterkill!

Saturday, December 25, 2004

is worth a thousand with anybody/ i have no bitterness my sweet

her voice has a monotony in it.. the draggy lingering french accent stuffed in the frame of anglo-syllables.. haunting background music.. it wasn't like that in the movie

twas jus guitar and song...

and vOice

change trAck
o god i could go on describing my music forever
spanish song now
its the kind of song that'd accompany a scene in some spanish apartment.. and ure jus lying on the bed slacking.. n ur bed faces the window + sun .. n the person u slept with last night is gone

but u dun rellie care anyway

but i dun rellie care anywya

the cats broke some ming vase thingey
fuck

lets jus see how this goes
sorry if i gave the impression tt i can't live wihtout u (like u'd read this)
but forawhile i wantedto get out of this whole thing.. cOS
like everybody says... like what i noe latently.. some pple are meant to be attached.. some pple are jus meant to be sOlitAry... and omg.. im a joker in a pack of cards...... this loveydovey mopey stuff is not me

o shit i shut thre cat out

i think ure a cat
i like u only at night
when ur pupils are huge
and you look innocent
but i noe where ur thoughts go
right into my mouth n aroudn my tongue
like theo who crashes the freakin ming vase
ure evil n not vv good for me at all
how am i gonna explani t obatch
or myself

id like to write a story of the past 4 days
this is the story of a player and her game
except shes half asleep inside herself
ive got to wake her up.. put on her specs and grow her hair
peel off the makeover
but like lij says
without the makeover ....
effect and cause have kinda swopped places

pawned my dignity im a new alterego aroudn x
only foudn myself again while lanning
o dear is tt who i am now

was discussing chicks with lil bitch the other day

lil bitch : why dun u turn straight
me: haf u ever considered playnig with a guy
lil bitch: nO..
me: neither have i
lil bitch :

wanna put my tender heart in a blender
watch it spin aroudn into oblivion
rendez vous
n im thru with yOu

felt my life tuned in songs
so we were slacking aroudn
n every song that played had some reference to the stiuatino
those sad sad til i get over you why you dump me do you love me omg sappy and not me fuck

then pirates who don't do anything came on

treading on the water logged waffle ridges of our destined road
see what happens la

i keep backing out on what i say anyway
but right now this is gonna get printed on a deletable page
so im improving

Thursday, December 23, 2004

half a day of little bitch + a bit of rgs + her


am being lpayed am being played

bitch says im gone liao

i think im not

can la can la

but cant talk

how

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

blidn assassin

somehwo i thought of this book
weird/// why

grace is now behind me.. shes so pretty
seriuosly
why cant pple realise how pretty they are
or beautiful

i really think she is

and i gotta thank lil bitch
sigh
he's so nice
jus there.. jus hanging aronud there ... mabbe he was jus lanning away
but still

grace is babbling on.. im jus listening.. amused
if i were a guy id go for her

babble babble
shes crazy

*fond*

yday wad to make of it
see wad happens
today
dun care anymore
now i can see y some pple get attafched weven if they dun lyk each other
or smth
i duno

im damn glad im not a guy
grace is telling me about ns

got rashes all over

miss my fmaily

feel sad for grace

thats the real stuff

lust or l O v
i dun even dare spell it

how come some pple useit so easdily
mabbe im the freak

got rashes all over
slpet 4 hours
need to meet ms tan n ms loh later

meet her later

so how does it feel to be...
in one of those movie like scenes

mabbe ill be a director
much fodder yday

blind assassin

whos the bkuid assassub'

m i e victime still

god.

Monday, December 20, 2004

at batch hosue

i think spelling errors will prevent pple frm googling.. to this site.. phew
had a long bus ride w lil bitch jus now... tokked abt god and stuffs
sigh.. lifee
wads this man
umm qasar
got to go to that place one day
i like this change in lifestyle
keep changin keep changing
dun stay still

so life
as long as i keep changing my lifestyle
i wun wander off the edge again mabbe
too preoccupied to take a step back
n look
but now n then i will
then ill wonder
i wun get anywhere
get worried
mabbe feel slightly superior that heyy
im pondering abt deep stuffs down here noe
n den go back to the hollow that is my life
n keep chanigng hollows

shes so shallow
who am i to say tt
well
our r/ship is so shallow
we barely noe each other
we don't noe
so why is this keeping up
can sense the strain in her smses
maybe
i don'tk now
why she even bothers

i noe why i bother
now and then stuff like these enter my life
and i cling on to them
cos they promise a lifestyle change
twice rejected
twice thrown back
but not all changes welcome
why this one then

eligibility
boredom
yen to be different
always
always
always
i can't seem to be content to dissolve into the mass
oh yea in korea mabbe.. coodnt be bothered

when im done babbling i must find out why the cat is mewing
hungry
when im dnoe crapping i must go cook
soudns ike a baby
the friggin cat
theooo
theeeyoooo
frigger off

Saturday, December 18, 2004

opendiarys down

so hellO blogger.. diary of umm qasar
tts a cool umm qasar
shd haf hearfd the channel newsasia newswoman say it .. the iraq war times
umm qasar
i was q sad when they advacned to bassariah (was it) n then there were no more umm qasars to hear
newae so opendiarys down
n sudenyl i feel like blogging

why ah

mabbe im becoming hollow
but if i dont tell anybody
at least i keep tt part of myself

im so obsessed with these kinda 'right' things
nutty

ok so.. wad do i want to do here..
i want to go karaoking. now.
i want to move over to batchelor's house. noW
all my bags are packed im ready to go
but his doors friggin lcoked
n i jus spoilt the rhyme

so im a nut blowing my own balloon.. ill burst my own balloon an eventual thing u noe but mabbe ill jus haf fun voiding my lungs of air n let it hurt and hurt
and ill think its the heart's tt hurting but no..
n then after tt illl feel happy when it bursts n fresh air enters n ill be back

she applied her creams of dreams*

felt horribly guitly abt an old friend
are we friends? kidna strange

at the moment of trust or no i doubted and ~*
but it was q unconscious.. to both of us i think
but mabbe she internalised this.. so on reflex both of us
would have this.. awkwardness b/w us for awhile
but guised by the easygoing chatty selves we haf/r

sisterss.. another knot in my purple thread
theres so much to build upon love

hmm

wad crap
umm qasar
tis nice rhythm u noe