Can't believe I just woke up. At 5pm.

I listen to a lot of music. A lot. So much so, that I don't really know what I listen to anymore. Do I actually like the music that I listen too? It feels like I don't really have favourite song, or a favourite band. The songs all sound the same to me now. I think I have to change the way I listen to my music.

After thinking, these are my current favourite bands:

Arch Enemy

New Found Glory

Parkway Drive

Soilwork

Solution .45

I Killed The Prom Queen

August Burns Red

Underoath

Unearth

Billy Talent

As I Lay Dying
Killswitch Engage

Weezer

Sum 41

Trivium

Switchfoot

Relient K

At least I managed to come up with the list.

Assam curry (or curries in general and saucy/gravy-ish food) taste better after a night in the fridge.

Everybody knows that.

My textbook says: "Diversification is like sex: its attractions are obvious, often irresistible. Yet, the experience is often disappointing."

I feel like a zombie. Need sleep. Arggh. And brains.

Something's really wrong with me. I hate talking on the phone, especially to strangers. I usually choke up. that's why I usually plan out what i want to say. Weird eh? Like today I called this place and they told me they don't do delivery to the general public and I asked if they would do it for a fee, and the lady didn't get me. Took me like 2-3 tries, rephrasing my sentence before she got it. And half the time, I could hear what she was saying too. Why can't they make voice communication better, clearer, more effective? So yeah, talking over the phone isn't exactly my favourite thing to do. But actually I just think it's only in Australia. I feel like they'll judge me over the phone.

Imagine this. Heard of the Advanced Medical Institute (AMI)? It's the ad on TV about ED, the one where they play the piano. Well imagine what those people who work as telemarketers for their hotlines, wonder what they could be talking about once the phones are put down. Or what goes through their mind when they're talking with the patients.

*Halfway in the conversation*

AMI telemarketer: "So can you describe your situation, sir?"

You: "I can't satisfy my partner. I can only last for 1 minute in bed."

AMI telemarketer: "What the f***? Hahahahaha a 13 year old pre pubescent kid could do better than you. You should just kill yourself! Do your girlfriend a favour and buy her a dildo or something! Hahahaha ROFL"

You: *puts gun in mouth and blows brains out* BAMM

AMI telemarketer: "What was that loud noise, sir? Hello? Hello? Anybody there? Damn that SOB had the nerve to put down the phone on me." *continues doing nails*

Ok that was a little crude, and not funny at all. My attempt at Chris Rock dirty humor failed.

And I feel this innate need to speak with an accent with white people, and the worst part is that I can't do it right. Sometimes I annoy myself so bad. And that's bad, because I have very little tolerance for people who annoy me. Gahh. What's wrong with me?

why am i awake?

need more red bull.

Feel like I've got heartburn. Was it the awesome fried chicken I cooked yesterday with the awesome Korean chilli thing, or was it the Jager the day before, or it the BEEF burrito today?

Hmm.

When Five Fell = Wong Fu Goodness.
From Youtube:
We delight in the promise of falling for love.
We crumble in the dread of falling from love.
Everyone falls. Everything falls.

Director's Notes and Commentary here: :)

It's quite smart, how they've used these 5 items to each represent some facet of love. The emotions are honest, the characters real. Worth your 10 minutes.

Due to popular (actually just 2) demand,


GAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

1 May 2010

What a long day.

9.30am-1.30pm BS Prep
3.45pm-6.00pm Iron Man 2
8.00pm-11.00pm Deep Purple.

Phewww.

Pics will be up soon, hopefully? lol