Where the hell do I start?

Oh, I know! Just something extremely random, but Crestfallen now has 666 comments. Guess who made the 666th one? None other than Angel. 😀

This entry was way overdue, but I had a reason for it. I’ve been working feverishly on this theme that I literally lost track of time. The coding was just a pain in the nut sacks, namely the rounded corners. But all in all, I guess I’m happy with the result. I didn’t give up on coding it, that’s the best thing, right?

So yeah, that’s what I was doing since Friday. I’m not going to switch it to the default just yet. I’m still attached to Perception, and it still needs equal default-play time, so I’ll keep it there for now. That, and because it may come off as girly, which was not the intention. I was just feeling…pinky, ha.

I want to share with you the lyrics to a song that I think is sweet, even if it brings back some not-so-good memories.

Sometimes I find myself sittin’ back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissin’
And I remember when you started callin’ me your miss’s
All the play fightin’, all the flirtatious disses
I’d tell you sad stories about my childhood
I don’t why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We’d spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt

[Chorus]
Dreams, Dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
It seems, It seems
That I can’t shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too.

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but its so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That the things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if for only one weekend
So come on, Tell me
Is this the end?

Drinkin’ tea in bed
Watching DVD’s
When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines
You take me out shopping and all we’d buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
the first time that you introduced me to your friends
and you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand
when I was feeling down, you made that face you do
no one in the world who could replace you

[Chorus]
Dreams, Dreams
Of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and you
It seems, It seems
That I can’t shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but its so true
I know its not right, but it seems unfair
That the things reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if for only one weekend
So come on, Tell me
Is this the end?

Of course it was the end, but I just can’t help but to fall in love with the damn song.

So what else has been up? Since I left off, the word “metafuckable” is in the process of being put into the Oxford Dictionary (psyche, lol). I’m getting closer and closer to the job search. My (sad-ass) resume is done, so it just needs to be sent out. Hopefully something good comes out of it. But nothing will ever beat volunteering with the All Stars Project. Well, unless I get a Broadway play opportunity, that is.

I have a funny (depending on your sense of humor anyway) story to tell. On Saturday I was working the cafe over at ASP. It was very warm that day; I think it was like 85-90 degrees. Anyway, I know that I had to wear all black, like house staff always does. So I’m working the cafe, and I have soda, water, snacks, ice, and, of all things, chocolate in front of me. So I’m looking around, and I’m just dying for…not chocolate, folks. ICE. Fuck everything else; I was eying that ice like it was Fucking Gorgeous. Anyone in the medical field would know that only two people would crave ice like that (even though it was hot as hell with no A/C–I’ve been craving ice for a while, but the ice in my house tastes like…crap) are pregnant women, and people with anemia. Seeing as I’m not even getting a finger, there is the anemic possibility. When they took my blood a few months ago, they said I was “slightly anemic”. I think I can just enjoy the ice.

I’m rambling a lot, but that’s also because I’m getting about as much sleep at night as an owl–and even owls get sleep in the day. I guess I should just go now while I’m ahead. Have fun, folks.

8 thoughts on “Where the hell do I start?”

  1. nice layout:) love the nav. link style.

    666 comments? OMG I never get that much, lol.

    Adoreble lyrics, love them 😉

    Whateva_girl_ or fantasy and reality from despare.nu:) enjoy your day!

  2. Whoa. That’s alot of comments! Hahaha I don’t even know If I have reached that much. I lost count. Lol.

    Ohhh.. I didn’t know that pregnant women craved for ice. It didn’t happen to my aunt o.O

  3. I like that pink theme. It looks really nice with rounded corners. I can’t imagine how anyone could CRAVE for ice. That’s kinda interesting.

  4. Love the new theme! Makes me want to play solitaire.

    I can understand the whole ice thing. Being in the tropics does that.

  5. I like the new layout, its cool. I agree with Lou it makes me want to play solitaire. Ice…hmm…my friend loves eating ice. So does my dog…lol.

  6. Wow, 666 comments? That’s amazing. I don’t get anywhere near as many comments. Mind, I’m still quite new having just gotten my site back up again after many months of my domain name being screwed around. In the end I just got a new domain.

    I know what it’s like to be slightly anaemic. Can’t say I’ve ever wanted ice though, though I used to eat a lot of ice when I was a kid.

    Good luck on the job!

  7. haha… I was gonna pick up my OXFORD dictionary and browse through the thing and find the word “METAFUCKABLE” on page 598… but NOOO… 😀 you got me there

    CRAVING ICE? … or it’s just a really hot day. You know, whether you’re anemic or not, ice is a necessity during those SCORCHING days. =]

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