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Monday, July 04, 2005

July 3
okley, forget order. i had another dream and we all know i dont get those alot. i've had like 3 this year. and sadly, kaitai's involved in all three.

the first two were more like fantasies, while this one is like... meet the mother-in-law.

i cant remember exactly what happened cause i went to eat. :p

anyhow. i think a bunch of us was having a sing-along and what not under what seems to be a building, joy's old building no less. it was just the usual gang. the usual JGA crew. then it started raining and so we hid in the swimming pool until we realized that all mighty Zeus must have broken up with some other hot chick goddess and his ever-so-faithful wife is crying her eyes out again and she doesnt seem to be proffering any signs of easing up. as much as i love to swim/ work out, it's much much more prominent for me to answer the callings of home sweet home.

so i stood up, and the fact that we all needa go home before the storm gets worse suddenly dawned upon everyone else so we took our pertayful umbrellas which seemed to have materialized out of nowhere and strutted home in as much grace and composture as ducks do in a thunderstorm as such.

so i rushed home, passing a few of the neighbours along my way, and holding on tight to my flimsy umbrella which is showing more and more signs of giving away with each passing second under the immense abuse of fist-sized raindrops. so i got to what i thought was my building and walked up the flights of stairs (????) to the 12th floor and saw nothing familiar in sight.

so i swerved my head in search of anything that might tingle my memory. but to no avail.

it's quite a strange floor too.

there was no corridor the staircases just opened up to an apartment-like space kinda like how Meg Cabot described the pent house suite of the rich chick who was friends with Princess Amelia... Mignonette... kljjiasd23r2. so people walked freely up and down those stairs looking into all that is going on in that apartment.

but anyhow i looked around and found... *drum roll*

KAITAI'S MOM!!!

now that's freaky. she was sitting on the bed against the wall looking at something. it was freakishly realistic. i could see every single detail of that bed and every single feature of his mom. the sheets were pink with red flowers strewn on at random places.

speaking of the bed. isn't it extremely strange that you would put it somewhere everyone using the staircases can see it? personally, i wouldn't like it very much if everyone could see my awful sleeping composture. i guess kaitai wouldn't mind though, since according to dimitri and people, he's very good at sleeping in a small space without moving. that bum. i'm a beast in bed. i cant stay still. by morning, my pillows and blankets would end up on the ground and i would either be on the ground with them or sprawled out on the bed or scrunched up in a lil corner against the wall. mom says she pities the guy that has to put up with me in bed. haha.

o don't worry mom. we won't be sleeping. ;)

but anyhow. kaitai's mom told me i cuold just take the 44 Kipling bus (it's exactly something kaitai would do, see me get lost on the ttc again). but i interrupted her halfway saying that i'd rather call my dad so he can pick me up. even in my dreams i was conscious of how if i stayed a bit longer, i would catch kaitai coming home. strange.

speaking of strange, there was this very VERY interesting piece of picture done using red, white, and black sand on their counter. the sand was placed on the picture divided into two sections, in such a way that if u look at every combination of sand you would see a different picture. like white and white was just a boy and girl facing each other. black and black was too people hugging.
white + white : boy + girl facing each other
black + black : boy + girl hugging
white + black : boy + girl kissing
black + white : boy + girl kissing
red + red: boy + girl kissing

i remember as i tilt the picture to get a better angle of the picture, kaitai's mom was saying to me: "you like that angle don't you?" quite embarrasing.

anyhow. kaitai's dad came home, somehow i put lilz dad in place of kaitai's dad. o well. because at that time. my dad's cell rang and woke me up.



Throwing you kisses @ 11:46 AM

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Dorcy
Call me Dorce, Dolce, Xi
Im simple
Im deep
Im dumb
Im smart
Im conceited
Im self-aware
Im crazy
Im logical
Im loud
Im quiet
Im unfeeling
Im caring
Im messy
Im lazy
Im everything I love
Im everything I hate.




Feeling Restless
Time 10:28a.m.
Whereabouts Home
Weather Sunny
Wearing Yellow Tank + Green LaSenza PJs
Cash $230 (69 thongs)
Drinking Nothing
Eating Cough Lorenze Lorenge Lozenges
Talking to No one
Listening to Only Hope
To-do Make plans
Doing Thinking
Avoiding High School
Loving Kaitai







10/31/2004 - 11/07/2004
11/07/2004 - 11/14/2004
11/14/2004 - 11/21/2004
11/21/2004 - 11/28/2004
11/28/2004 - 12/05/2004
12/05/2004 - 12/12/2004
12/12/2004 - 12/19/2004
12/19/2004 - 12/26/2004
12/26/2004 - 01/02/2005
01/02/2005 - 01/09/2005
01/09/2005 - 01/16/2005
01/16/2005 - 01/23/2005
01/23/2005 - 01/30/2005
03/06/2005 - 03/13/2005
03/13/2005 - 03/20/2005
03/20/2005 - 03/27/2005
03/27/2005 - 04/03/2005
04/10/2005 - 04/17/2005
04/17/2005 - 04/24/2005
04/24/2005 - 05/01/2005
05/01/2005 - 05/08/2005
05/08/2005 - 05/15/2005
05/15/2005 - 05/22/2005
05/22/2005 - 05/29/2005
05/29/2005 - 06/05/2005
06/12/2005 - 06/19/2005
06/26/2005 - 07/03/2005
07/03/2005 - 07/10/2005
07/10/2005 - 07/17/2005
07/17/2005 - 07/24/2005
07/24/2005 - 07/31/2005
07/31/2005 - 08/07/2005
08/07/2005 - 08/14/2005
08/28/2005 - 09/04/2005
09/04/2005 - 09/11/2005
10/02/2005 - 10/09/2005




Past
Shannie
'laine
Mel
Bree
Shar
Miv
Mitri



Image Credit --> Aethereality
Pixels --> Kawaiiness



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