Change Of Heart

the head and the heart are two very different things

Obviously I haven't update much in a while. And since I've recently added lots of pictures on my facebook, I shall add something to this dusty ol' blog of mine for anyone who still reads this. ;P . in the time i haven't updated,
I graduated... but the grad ceremony won't be till beginning of may. we had a qualifying ceremony instead

we also had a grad ball. i got my dress the day before the ball.
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no more vices aside from alcohol. been successful so far.
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i have a pink motorcycle helmet. and a harley leather vest. j has a road-worthy dirt bike.

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i went to wellington with the boy, J, to get letter of good conduct. it was a good loonnnggg drive. we went to the zoo and the museum. it was fun =)



this is the beehive parliament building



this is a map on the floor in the museum
these are two giraffes
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this is me on a boat, trout fishing. we didn't get any fish, unfortunately

fishing was at lake taupo. not wellie ;P

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we had a bbq for the newbies starting work


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then one of the classmates had a house warming, and i got them to do the cake blowing thing since it was j's birthday that week as well. however, he later told me that i accidentally sent him one of the texts... but he disregarded it. he says he was surprised. and he did look the part.

this would be the cake. man keat helped me get it. so that it would be a surprise. however, due to j's fashionably lateness i got quite anxious that we wouldn't get to the housewarming in time to cut his cake before everyone was properly wasted.





the remaining imu PGY1 in hamilton minus tracy

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j wanting to sell his set minus the cds. if anyone's interested haha. there are two speakers, the other one was at the shop. everything's working. proceeds go to a led zeppelin tattoo

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i got a ps3, j got me band hero for christmas and dj hero for himself.


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j and i got a pig. He is our flintstone food disposal system and grass cutter. He also makes a lot of poop. we call him Biggie or The Notorious P.I.G. or Christopher Wallace. He really likes chocolate, strawberries and pellets. and will let you rub his belly if you pet him the right way. i bathe him so he's a clean little piggie. and he will try to snap up chocolate milk or yoghurt if you have it in your hand. you don't want to get between Biggie and his chocolate. He's still a little boy and starting to get aggressive with us. we're still thinking of ways to train him.

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i'm going to get older. new year's eve was quiet with dinner out and falling asleep before 12. and then working on new year's day. poo. somehow i didn't mind so much. i suppose it wasn't as if i had more things i wanted to do. i wonder what i'll get for my birthday ;P

stepped up to a plate
sandy wind in my face
then it wasn't something new
i knew the game

surprise surprise
someone ran a thread
in the needle
and a ray of light flickered

cracked of a bat
but i've already heard
he runs a perfect
again and again

i am surprised

squish a bit of sand in a hand. pull a weed. wind cool breeze. sound of swinging glee. whee. run as fast as these legs will go. fall fall. scrap a knee. salty lips. lick the iron tinge. throb throb. pick a toy, a colourful toy. no, this won't do, it hurts the fingers too. throw. no, no one else can pick the same. toy belongs to the ground. give me. i picked first, go pick some other. give it back. tire of the colour. this toy can fall. to the ground. where it belongs. leave it be. bedtime stories now. a sea of toys in tow. pick one up, hands full. put a colour down. sleep, sleep calls. where does the toy go now?

pop goes the lights fantastic
trip a little fall alot
pale on flush of pink red ink
till the haze aglow in synch

peel back those lids
seal down those lips
paint up dirty wordsmith
sew sew sew submissive

pass the salt now clockwise
join the rocking mass
pull a heart string jagged
jack them bare legged

point a crooked finger
ill conceived deliver
passive act asunder
inside this sea come hither



frazzle haze go away

very suddenly there's so much to think about
and having to be objective
not much surprises me anymore
but i'm surprised with the clarity
i spoke too soon when i said there was no more emo-crap
to emo about
but it's not really emo-ing is it when i'm being objective

interesting

so i ran into some drama

these last few weeks

and i realized some things

1. working it through with a practical head makes everything a whole lot easier
2. consider your options and decide based on the pros and cons, leaving emotions out of it
3. i'm more willing to cut my losses and move rather than stagnating
4. sometimes there is just no good option
5. there will always be a very thin line between love and hate
6. my gut instincts on people is usually right
7. i don't tend to follow my gut instincts though
8. i don't get angry, i just deal with it
9. these bouts of clarity don't last for long
10. (just to make it a round number) boys are all the same

uf, i need a nap

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