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procrastination. ** Name: She Who Uses a Barely-Disguised Nickname to Delude Herself Into Thinking She Maintains Some Semblance to Anonymity. Also Known As: How Incredibly Stupid. Nickname(s): Um, I've kind of lost track. People call me by my name most of the time. Some call me Yelen. And uh, apparently I'm also known as Bluey. Ask Mag. Birthday: July 14, 1986. I can't believe I'm turning 21 this year OMG pull out my hair and kill myself. Location: Singapore. Nationality: Singaporean. Height: 165 cm. Weight: Oh my I used to be 52 kilos when I was 16. The last I checked - which was in my hotel in Bangkok - I was 50. Sometimes I think I've lost more weight, and other times - like now - I'm convinced I've gained. My tummy is huge right now. Ugh, I disgust myself. Status: Huh? What status? Mood: Procrastina...tory. Music: Stuck on Stereophonics at the moment. Hair: It's uh, in existence. Okay, I have bangs and they annoy me more and more with each passing day. I'm really too lazy for this kinda shit. I want my old hair back. Annoyance: LCS. Enough said. Smell: I like the smell that permeates through the air before and after it rains. Thing I ought to be doing: Compiling my stuff for LCS. But it's boring and I don't feel like doing it right now. Desktop picture: A Brick wallpaper. More specifically, Emily's lifeless arm, decorated with cheap blue plastic bracelets. Pretty. Favorite Group: I like bands, not groups. Favorite Book: If forced to choose, probably Julian Barnes' England, England. CD in CD Player: Disc 2 of Stereophonics' Live in Dakota CD. MAJOR LOVE. Worry: Um, none. I should be worried about school, all things considered, but I'm not. Crush: Uh, yeah, I'm kinda too old for crushes. If I like someone I'd ask him out. I don't have the patience to sit around and wait for him to notice me. Favorite Celebrity: Uh. I'm not into celebrities. I like singers and actors, but not celebrities. *** Last Person You Talked to: My mother. You Hugged: Knew I wouldn't remember. You Icqed: Fuck, ICQ? That's like, prehistoric, man. You Yelled at: Um, my brother, for him to get away from my laptop. You Had a Crush on: This is kinda self-evident: The ex-boyfriend. Though I never once called it a crush. Who Broke Your Heart: Never had my heart broke. (Wonky grammar courtesy of Logan Echolls.) *** Favorite Food: Um. I don't really like food. But I'm suffering from a major chocolate craving these few days and I'm getting extremely paranoid about my ballooning tummy. Argh. Need to swim. NOW. Drink: Unsweetened coffee. Yum. Colour: I don't have a favourite colour, if truth be told. Album: At the moment, Language. Violence. Sex. Other? by Stereophonics. Candy: I don't eat candies. Animal: Cows and ducks. TV Show: Veronica Mars, duh. Movies: Okay, I'm getting bored with this. It's a toss-up between Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and Chungking Express. Song: Dakota by Stereophonics. It's been so for a while now. I just LOVE IT and I don't know why. Vegetables: Ugh, who the hell cares about my favourite vegetables? Why do you even assume I have a favourite vegetable? I'd say tomatoes - the only food I'd eat raw - but I don't know if it's a vegetable. Whatever. Fruit: Small mandarin oranges and Taiwanese tangerines. I hate apples and I hate pears. And I fucking hate durians with every fibre of my being. Cartoon: I don't watch cartoons. *** Who do you want to: Slap: Girl Who Shall Not Be Named from school, just because her very existence annoys me. If you wanna know who it is, just ask. Get Really Wasted with: Khai. Haha, I don't know why, I just do. But I don't wanna get really wasted. Get High with: Not interested in drugs. Tickle: Uh. No one. Look Like: I love looking like myself. It's so fun. Talk to Online: I hate talking online.
Random I need: Some sliver of interest in law to get me out of this shit-assed rut in which I'm stuck. I find: Law completely boring and meaningless. I wish: I'd gone to England. I love: Myself better than you. I hate: Law school. I miss: Junior college. I fear: Physical pain. I feel: Like peeing. I hear: My laptop fan making this slight whirring sound. I crave: Real writing talent. I wonder: If tomorrow's just gonna be another bloody boring day. *** What was the... Last movie you saw?: Good question. Blood Diamond, I think. Last book you read?: In full - Before She Met Me by Julian Barnes. I didn't like the ending, although his description of it made me sick which means it was highly effective. I didn't quite like the book, actually. It was...not as good as his definitive works. It wasn't even as good as his first novel. The writer's empathy for his protagonist wasn't as clear and strong in the novel as it was in other works, like Flaubert's Parrot (amazing deconstructionist approach to the standard-issue novel - love it to bits) and England, England. And all his stories in The Lemon Table. And also Staring at the Sun. So yeah, my point is, Before She Met Me isn't one of his best. I'd even rate it below The Porcupine. Um, yes, I'm a Julian Barnes junkie. Last song you heard?: That song about seeing someone's thong by some idiot. I heard it in this shoe store at West Mall, where I bought three pairs of shoes. Bwahaha. Last thing you had to drink?: Ovaltine. Is it fattening? Last thing you ate?: Pears. Yuck. Last time you showered: Half an hour ago. *** Do you...
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