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Tequila-Soaked Bed
08 May 2012 @ 11:08 pm
Typing becomes that much more interesting without the condom for my keypad. I love the noise that is made when my fingers hits the keys, they're so, calming in a queer way. 
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
16 April 2012 @ 05:52 pm
Sitting in Anne's class today, I suddenly realised that I actually don't contain any horrible feelings for her, the only horrid thing was her reaction to my behaviour and therefore it is totally justifiable for her to perceive me the way she did for the previous 2 terms as I was the one who provided her with the rationale to. The tweak is for me to make and well, I would :)
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
14 April 2012 @ 02:39 pm
Since I am in a jolly mood, I decided to grace my presence here! Read my post last night and seriously, sipping lemonade liquer? That has become my bane of existence for the next 24hrs. Completely lost, I drank too much (I'd like to think it's due to the milk & cereal I had prior to getting drunk as I hate to believe my very own self that I am..... lightweight :'( sigh), and involuntary muscle spasms (ok it's actually puking but I really don't like the idea of typing it out) happened, several times. I was on the verge of crying due to frustration and well, basically feeling sick for that matter. Queasy stomach isn't exactly my favourite feeling.

I realised that whenever I am ill, or sick in the stomach, or whatever that puts me in a vulnerable position, I start to shrink (not literally) into a small whiny girl that wants to be taken care of, so badly! Whining and whining, incessant whining and giving pathetic shrills. HAHAH I HVE TO TAPE MYSELF DOWN THE NEXT TIME ROUND.
With that said, today's a beautiful Saturday and I am contemplating to head out but somehow my lazy bones really just want to melt into the comfort of these sheets and gracefully complement it. The thought of cushioning my skin against the softness, and sinking my head into the luscious pillow that is excruciatingly thin, is pretty damn attractive at this point of time.
Or maybe I'll just continue watching Imagine Me and You. I still think it is a brillant show although it's gay. Come to terms with it, not everyone who watches gay shows are gay, it's tantamount to saying everyone who consumes sugar are diabetic.

School's starting, and watch me do it well! :)
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
28 March 2012 @ 12:04 am
Just realised that I haven't posted much photos lately.
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
02 January 2012 @ 01:34 am
Singapore is home. That explains every single ounce of pain I bear as I leave.
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
30 November 2011 @ 12:42 am

Thisst, ist missst.
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
28 November 2011 @ 04:05 am
Dans le milieu de la nuit, nous nous sommes assis dans notre coin habituel. Ce coin charmant petit que nous appelons notre propre terrain de jeu que tous trop familiers. Nous avons parlé, nous avons ri, nous avons pleuré. Nous nous souvenons comment il est comme être que content.
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
17 November 2011 @ 12:43 am
I've been counting down the days, trying not to get excited.
How this used to make me ache in a way, that something could happen. But now this.

All my gifts can wait, I don't believe in Santa Claus, but I believe in us this holiday.
Maybe this year my saving grace could just be Santa Claus.
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
17 November 2011 @ 12:29 am
I write, I delete.
Mostly, I delete, because. It doesn't matter what I think of anymore.
 
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Tequila-Soaked Bed
29 August 2011 @ 10:38 pm
Sigh, why's my layout always so boring?

Anyway, in 6 more days I'll have to completely eradicate my Singapore mindset and change it all to accustom UK's. I don't know if I should be happy/excited/sad.

They exist all together, you know how that feels? Mmmhm, but mooncakes and tea right now. Nothing could be better (except for the fact that it is really fattening.)
 
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