Ah home sweet home.. Damn almost full day today. I got up at 6AM, got a train, then a three hour drawing class and finally a little trip to the tattoo shop then back home again.
First yay, I'm attending a drawing workshop! Second yay! Gonna do my new tattoo next month (bloody appointments that are before me..). Boo-hoo, me so tired...
Listening: A100 - Billy Corgan
26 March, 2007
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23 March, 2007
New design!!
Hey all!
As you all can see, The Kiss Of The Valkyrie has a new layout! Well I was kinda bored so I decided to change it as well. I believe it is also a following of some of the changes at heart that are befalling me. So, I said to myself: "Self, lotsa things are changing so let's change the blog as well."
Some new little features were added, as you can attest on the right column. More news! Dear O-ren has spoke to me recently and says she's gonna be a regular again here. Sugoi!!!!!! （´∀｀）
Hmm... other than this, life is pretty ewwy @ the mo. ( ._.)
Take care!
As you all can see, The Kiss Of The Valkyrie has a new layout! Well I was kinda bored so I decided to change it as well. I believe it is also a following of some of the changes at heart that are befalling me. So, I said to myself: "Self, lotsa things are changing so let's change the blog as well."
Some new little features were added, as you can attest on the right column. More news! Dear O-ren has spoke to me recently and says she's gonna be a regular again here. Sugoi!!!!!! （´∀｀）
Hmm... other than this, life is pretty ewwy @ the mo. ( ._.)
Take care!
20 March, 2007
Can't wash it all away
*breath*
Hey guys, it's been a while since I laid my mind out here in the open. I could enumerate a list of reasons, but it would only be boring.
It's late but I can't sleep. For a long time now I didn't have my oh so dear insomnias... And I should be sleeping, I am dead tired. But what is it again, when the mind is restless so is the body?
Ok if no one made that up, it's my line then.
I'm feeling melancholic today, haven't been in a while. Ok, probably 'cos I haven't had the time to. It's better this way. Keeping yourself busy was never of harm, was it?
Also, having 3rd degree encounters with unwanted characters of your past (even if recent) doesn't help either.
And by unwanted I do not mean unpleasant. No, I mean unwanted because... it shouldn't happen. Like when you're walking down the street and see your 4th degree auntie, the one that grabs your cheek and wears half stockings kind (no offense to all 4th degree aunties out there) and you just think oh please don't come to me, don't come to me!! And they just do.
Of course in this case, the auntie was far from being an auntie but instead an oh-so-shaggable ex. I should carry some of those portable holes, y'know? Like the ones on Who framed Roger Rabbit? Would be very handy in situations like these.
I hate me. I think I am not predictable. At least not in most cases. But hey what the heck!
I just kept my cool (really thinking don't come to me, don't come!!) and quickly looked at some shop displays (how about that ;p smart ain't it?) I should have a D on my forehead for that..
"Hey! How you doing?"
"Excuse me..." Sun glasses rock. Pretending you don't know people doesn't. "Oh it's you!" Forced smile inserted here. "Hi. How are you?"
"Fine! And you?" Oh the enthusiasm was killing me.
"Good too."
"Great! It was really nice too see you!" Smile smile wink wink
Wtf? Wait a minute, shouldn't you be bitching about me? Hello?
"Same here." I said, while my Yin and Yang bitch-slapped each other.
"See ya."
I waved back.
Ok.. I know it's not my place to question the Universe's ways but I was hoping for something a little different, considering my luck on such matters. Some outburst or something along those lines. Oh well...
I got home around 5ishPM, ate something, checked my e-mail and stuff, then off to practice. It was a good way to channel some of my energy. Got home around 10PM, tired and freezing (goddamn stupid weather!). I had some dinner and after went to do some homework. Of course I have my laptop on all the time, even if it's for music. I got a nudge on MSN. I hate nudges. OK so it was a song transfer. Yeah yeah yadda yadda, guess? I'm not even gonna bother answering that... Why do people I have stuff with always send me songs?! And by stuff I mean something really really meaningful (ex's, friends whom I've argued or held something with, can't explain better).
Okay so I accepted the transfer. I was looking at the cursor blinking, really looking for words (well a thank you would be enough right? well damn me for being elaborate)
I didn't reply. After it was done, I closed the window and listened to the song. I liked it... and I didn't like it. Okay it was a good song in the lines of vocals and all, the lyrics were alright too. But I didn't like what it transmitted me. It was a couple-y song. And right now, I do not care about couple-y songs. At all. Really.
This song's great soundtrack for cuddling up, holding hands, just being embraced, or when in bed listening to the heavy rain outside or even when you're caught up in the rain and then there's that moment.. y'know don't ya? Ok. 'Nuff said. This could be a long stretch from reality but could that song be an offer of some kind? An invitation? 'Cos if it is, no way Jose! N uh huh!
Ok, it's like 3AM now and I am still listening to the goddamn freaking song. */me growls internally*
Hey guys, it's been a while since I laid my mind out here in the open. I could enumerate a list of reasons, but it would only be boring.
It's late but I can't sleep. For a long time now I didn't have my oh so dear insomnias... And I should be sleeping, I am dead tired. But what is it again, when the mind is restless so is the body?
Ok if no one made that up, it's my line then.
I'm feeling melancholic today, haven't been in a while. Ok, probably 'cos I haven't had the time to. It's better this way. Keeping yourself busy was never of harm, was it?
Also, having 3rd degree encounters with unwanted characters of your past (even if recent) doesn't help either.
And by unwanted I do not mean unpleasant. No, I mean unwanted because... it shouldn't happen. Like when you're walking down the street and see your 4th degree auntie, the one that grabs your cheek and wears half stockings kind (no offense to all 4th degree aunties out there) and you just think oh please don't come to me, don't come to me!! And they just do.
Of course in this case, the auntie was far from being an auntie but instead an oh-so-shaggable ex. I should carry some of those portable holes, y'know? Like the ones on Who framed Roger Rabbit? Would be very handy in situations like these.
I hate me. I think I am not predictable. At least not in most cases. But hey what the heck!
I just kept my cool (really thinking don't come to me, don't come!!) and quickly looked at some shop displays (how about that ;p smart ain't it?) I should have a D on my forehead for that..
"Hey! How you doing?"
"Excuse me..." Sun glasses rock. Pretending you don't know people doesn't. "Oh it's you!" Forced smile inserted here. "Hi. How are you?"
"Fine! And you?" Oh the enthusiasm was killing me.
"Good too."
"Great! It was really nice too see you!" Smile smile wink wink
Wtf? Wait a minute, shouldn't you be bitching about me? Hello?
"Same here." I said, while my Yin and Yang bitch-slapped each other.
"See ya."
I waved back.
Ok.. I know it's not my place to question the Universe's ways but I was hoping for something a little different, considering my luck on such matters. Some outburst or something along those lines. Oh well...
I got home around 5ishPM, ate something, checked my e-mail and stuff, then off to practice. It was a good way to channel some of my energy. Got home around 10PM, tired and freezing (goddamn stupid weather!). I had some dinner and after went to do some homework. Of course I have my laptop on all the time, even if it's for music. I got a nudge on MSN. I hate nudges. OK so it was a song transfer. Yeah yeah yadda yadda, guess? I'm not even gonna bother answering that... Why do people I have stuff with always send me songs?! And by stuff I mean something really really meaningful (ex's, friends whom I've argued or held something with, can't explain better).
Okay so I accepted the transfer. I was looking at the cursor blinking, really looking for words (well a thank you would be enough right? well damn me for being elaborate)
I didn't reply. After it was done, I closed the window and listened to the song. I liked it... and I didn't like it. Okay it was a good song in the lines of vocals and all, the lyrics were alright too. But I didn't like what it transmitted me. It was a couple-y song. And right now, I do not care about couple-y songs. At all. Really.
This song's great soundtrack for cuddling up, holding hands, just being embraced, or when in bed listening to the heavy rain outside or even when you're caught up in the rain and then there's that moment.. y'know don't ya? Ok. 'Nuff said. This could be a long stretch from reality but could that song be an offer of some kind? An invitation? 'Cos if it is, no way Jose! N uh huh!
Ok, it's like 3AM now and I am still listening to the goddamn freaking song. */me growls internally*
17 March, 2007
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06 March, 2007
Persistence of memory, Dalí
Às vezes sentada no muro vejo o mundo
e no meio de tanta gente que quer tanta coisa
eu só quero o silêncio...
O silêncio que se encontra num gato a dormir,
numa semente que espera,
numa lagarta que se transforma,
num abraço eterno,
num olhar que permanece,
num olhar que permanece,
que permanece...
Costuma pedir-se um minuto de silêncio
pelos que vão.
Às vezes sento-me no muro
e no meio de tanta gente que quer tanta coisa
eu só quero um minuto de silêncio para os que estão.
De alguma forma parar o processo.
Por um momento não querer nada
a não ser olhar e ser olhado.
Encontramo-nos tão pouco e a vida é tão bonita...
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e no meio de tanta gente que quer tanta coisa
eu só quero o silêncio...
O silêncio que se encontra num gato a dormir,
numa semente que espera,
numa lagarta que se transforma,
num abraço eterno,
num olhar que permanece,
num olhar que permanece,
que permanece...
Costuma pedir-se um minuto de silêncio
pelos que vão.
Às vezes sento-me no muro
e no meio de tanta gente que quer tanta coisa
eu só quero um minuto de silêncio para os que estão.
De alguma forma parar o processo.
Por um momento não querer nada
a não ser olhar e ser olhado.
Encontramo-nos tão pouco e a vida é tão bonita...
____________________- -_____________________
Current mood: Clumsily strumming my guitar...
