An idle mind breeds insanity

14 days left till I leave. Checklist:-

1) pack all books and find someone to keep them for me till I move into rez
2) confirm flight booking
3) clean room
4) (addition to 3) throw out EVERYTHING i don't need or don't use anymore irregardless of emotional attachment.
5) pack clothes etc..
6) find out how to get rid of my bed
7) write my final paper


what else? what else? theres gotta be more

25 days until i leave kw.. i love how im living it up. i love girls girls girls girls, girls i do adore. thank you God for making my last days here beautiful and oh so much fun. 'date' last weekend, tonight and next weekend. sigh.

who knew drinking a litre of soup could make your tummy hurt?

death shouldn't be a destination. It's a journey. how do you want to get there?

im so envious of people who know what they want out of life; where they want to be in five years, what they want to be doing. To wake up every morning with a purpose of working towards something. All i want is never to be hungry, unhappy and cold but that doesnt give me a clearly defined purpose. exams dont send deathly cold chills up and down my spine. Assignments barely make me blink an eye. sometimes i wonder what i am doing in university. the space that i occupy could easily be taken up by someone who really wants to be here and is possibly more deserving than i. then theres the question of whether i am here for myself or to please my parents. that i cannot answer. i want to be here for myself but somehow my hearts not in it.

call me self centered but i know that for whatever i choose to do, mediocrity is not an option. i don't want to be mediocre. i want to be the best.

i havent smoked a cigarrette in 3 days and im just smoking dokh now. im down to three a day. by the end of this week i should have weaned myself off nicotine completely. slowly but surely slowly but surely. i onced asked myself what id do if my little brother or sister smoked and i couldn't answer. its about time i stopped with the double standards. steve-oh my next post will be when i quit :).
next on the list is no binge drinking, less herb and absolutely no women.. haha yea right but ill try with the last one.

peace and love

I watched Black Dahlia today instead of going to my uber-boring-because-i-cant-understand-a-thing-she-says economics class. in my opinion, time better spent. very nice movie. of course i got to see Mia Kirshner (agan) and Hilary Swank naked which is always a good movie if you ask me.. well at least i think i saw them naked. damn.. is my imagination playing cruel tricks on me again? haha ok maybe not a cruel trick..

icy breath upon your neck
hair alert, tits erect
waiting on baited breath
for you to pass it by

lift your feet up
hold your breath
The Reapers come and gone

Imagining tortured souls
In search of peace
Waiting for the time to come
When in death, they are finally free

what is it about graveyards that makes me think of dead people? maybe its just me..

take off your hat, bow your head and take a moment to forget

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/24/us/24riot.html?th&emc=th

grr.. how is it that publications that i once considered credible can print such bs. there is nothing wrong with the story itself but the implications made will only fuel more hatred. They brought religion and so.. I am by no means religious but i have nothing against people who do 'believe' and everything against people who hate them simply for that.

http://www.nytimes.com/2006/09/24/world/africa/24somalia.html?_r=1&th&emc=th&oref=slogin