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Thursday, October 26, 2006

Old Lady vs. Jerk in Mercedes


this just cracks me up. being a rich fuck doesn't give you the right to be an asshole. way to stick it to the man, old lady!
by @ 10:10 AM :: ::

Saturday, October 21, 2006

déjà vu?
The term déjà vu is French, literally meaning "already seen". It is a phenomenon where you undergo a feeling of intense familiarity with something you think you've never seen or experienced before. For example, let's say you're talking with a friend, discussing a current topic, and you feel that you've already had this conversation with that friend some time ago.

I've been experiencing déjà vu quite often these past few years, and it's always the same thing. I have a dream, usually about something mundane and unimportant, then all of a sudden, maybe days or months later, it comes true. What happens in the real world is what happens in the same exact sequence as my dream. Whatever someone said in that dream is what they say in real life, word-for-word. Sometimes it freaks me out. The moment it happens, I pause for a moment in disbelief and wonder, "What the heck?" The feeling is so surreal, it's hard to explain. Sometimes it makes one wonder, how can you sort out what will happen and what won't happen? I guess like most people, I have lots of dreams about varying subjects. For some strange reason it's the weirdest ones that end up coming true.

There are times where I wish that I'd dream about something important, like winning the lottery or the answers to an upcoming exam. That would be a great déjà vu experience. Or what if there were some way to increase the frequency of those experiences? It would be like having an oracle, giving you "tips" for the future. Seriously though... what if you have a dream that's so good, you wish that it would one day be something you experience déjà vu over? On the flipside, what if you have a dream that's so scary that you hope to God it never comes true?
by @ 11:42 PM :: ::

Friday, October 13, 2006

Roadkill
I almost got myself killed today. I don't wanna talk about it. Well, actally, I did but my long blog post got lost somehow... I don't feel like typing it up again. At least not now. I don't want to relive that moment again.
by @ 1:03 AM :: ::

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Tim = Weak
Woke up in the middle of the night with my body blazing hot but shaking like I was in the middle of a snowstorm. I couldn't control it, I just kept shaking involuntarily. My head was pounding and my whole body was sore. It took all my remaining strength to send my brother a text message before curling up into a fetal position with tears welling up in my eyes from the intense pain. JP and Phillip arrived a few moments later to try and figure out what was wrong with me.

I'm exhausted, my body just buckled from all the stress and abuse I've been subjecting myself to these past few weeks. But I don't have a choice, we have so many projects to do this final term. The bulk of these were assigned by our merciless Visual Tech. teacher. It's just a blessing that some of these projects are group work. My classmates and I have been spending alot of time staying up until the wee hours of the day getting these done, and the toll on my body is evident now.

I keep telling myself that this will all be worth it in the end. Just gotta keep focused and once the semester is over, I can take a nice long break.

Right now, I'm loading myself up with Tylenol and Vitamin C. After that, I think I'll just collapse. I still have my final exam in Design tomorrow. Yes, tomorrow. Sunday. Yippee...

listening to: Lost Prophets - A Town Called Hypocrisy
by @ 11:50 PM :: ::
 
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