Past, Present, Permanent

finally level 50. arrived at orbis and waiting for pyrobird. we plan to go to El Nath to kick some jr yeti butts. well, if only he can hit more than 70% of the time. i'm not going there to heal him and watch him miss. but maybe he can kill werewolves, so i dunno. if worse comes to worst we'll go to showa and burn the extras and leaders.

oh shucks. forgot about the lupin dolls. zzzt. never mind. he's not at vic anyway.

need better equips. doing quite low damage for a pure int. saw this lvl 49 low luk cleric with 314 MA. and i'm a lvl 50 with 312 MA. i think it could be due to his scrolled lama. there, it shows that i NEED a lama. or at least enough money to buy scrolls for my umbrella since i'm going to use it until i can use a black umbrella. which will be like lvl 80 or so. sigh. pure int doing lower damage than a normal stats mage T_T


need more time to train. need to study too. ok, off to mug

Hope, dangles on a string,
Like slow spinning redemption,
Winding in, and winding out,
The shine of it has caught my eye
And roped me in
So mesmerizing,
So hypnotizing.
I am captivated.
I am

Vindicated,
I am selfish,
I am wrong,
I am right, I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now
The things you swore you saw yourself...

So clear
Like the diamond in your ring,
Cut to mirror your intention,
Oversized, and overwhelmed,
The shine of which has caught my eye
And rendered me
So isolated,
So motivated.
I am certain now that
I am

Vindicated,
I am selfish,
I am wrong,
I am right, I swear I'm right,
I swear I knew it all along,
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now
The things you swore you saw yourself.

So turn up the corners of your lips,
Part them, and feel my fingertips
Trace the moment, fall forever.
Defense is paper thin,
Just one touch and i'd be in too deep now
To ever swim against the current,

So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip against the current
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away
So let me slip away...

Vindicated.
I am selfish,
I am wrong,
I am right, I swear I'm right
I swear I knew it all along
And I am flawed
But I am cleaning up so well
I am seeing in me now
The things you swore you saw yourself.

Like hope
Dangles on a string,
Like slow spinning redemption.

weekend. funny term. my definitions;

1.the day where working parents stay at home to make sure their children do more homework than on normal school days, esp. on sundays;

2.for non working parents, it's just any normal day;

3.a day where disobedient kids get less computer time because their parents are around and they can't sneak online;

4.day of boredom, esp. sunday

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my weekend ends on friday. starts on the same friday too.

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been doing my emaths paper. questions are easy like shyt, but i just take too long to do. maybe it's because i don't have enough practice. i'm gonna have to try an amaths paper soon. i gotta know which one i need to concentrate more on. oh heck, i still have 7 other subjects. and more revision needed too. argh.

guess what. the only person to talk to me on msn is a fkin BOT. add him up:
music@messengerplayer.com
"he" gives you a link to any song you request for. something like a portable imeem or radioblogclub. love "him" xD

someone can coach me in chinese chess? i'll pay you in Whiskas. the best i can get. i have to win the andrews soon. never mind, monday i will play against Low. and tuesday i will ponteng school if the shtupid beyotch of a chem teacher doesn't want to change the lesson. ah but if colgate puts his maths lesson on that day then too bad for me, i can't ponteng.

what do you do if you can't find a song that matches your feelings?
easiest way out, write one yourself.

can't find rhyming lyrics? listen to dashboard confessional. they are living, singing proof that lyrics do not have to rhyme to sound good.

Vindicated, coming up