random photo update. pretty.

the following blog is dedicated to amanda because she kept bothering me to update. oh, and remember, moimoi, DON'T GO THERE. that is all. :D

i attended my final kdphi formal the other weekend. there was a lot of hectic last-minute stuff to take care of since i was in charge of yearbook and slideshow, but david c was the best unrequested chauffer ever :D thanks! had the chance to wear my orange senior ball dress again [although it's sort of...still too big], and i had a great date. :) thanks for being the ideal escort, mr. dave lau; great picture-taking and amusing-yourself skills. and i think slideshow went over well...even with my occasional dry caption here and there. i like to think they're "witty" ;) good food, good people, good sisters...mmm. i still don't comprehend how i won the award i was given, but er...thanks? a few stolen formal photos are at the link at the beginning of the entry...i highly recommend the "gangsta formal" pose. because i look like a complete idiot. that's always fun!

so i was thinking the other day [yes, it's been known to happen], and it occurred to me that humans are rather awkward-looking animals. objectively look at our entire species; we're oddly gangly. with the whole bipedal thing, long arms that just hang off to the side, and random patches of hair...we're ugly. there's no elegance to the human form in comparison to other mammals and such. humans are wholly space-inefficient.

okay, maybe that made absolutely no sense, but it was a personal reflection. i am slightly odd myself, if you haven't noticed. have been feeling especially random recently, a bit discombobulated, if you will. it's not entirely unpleasant, so maybe i'll try to savor it. perhaps that's what happens when you've been playing too much minesweeper.

will probably be updating more often for a while. i feel sorry for any readers.

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"Hear Me Out" -Frou Frou

i join the queue on your answerphone
and all i am is holding breath
just pick up, i know you're there
can't you hear? i'm not myself

oh go ahead and lie to me
you could say anything
small talk will be just fine
your voice is everything
we owe it to love
and it all depends on you

so listen up, this sun hasn't set
(i refuse to believe that it's only me feeling)
just hear me out, i'm not over you yet
(it's love on the line, can you handle it?)

so how do i do normal?
the smile i fake, the permanent wave of
cue cards and fix-it kits
can't you tell? i'm not myself

i'm a slow motion accident
lost in coffee rings and fingerprints
i don't wanna feel anything, but i do
and it all comes back to you

so listen up, this sun hasn't set
(i refuse to believe that it's only me feeling)
just hear me out, i'm not over you yet
(it's love on the line, can you handle it?)

so listen up
look at me straight
just hear me out
don't make me wait
i'm not myself
i can't take this
love's on the line
is that your final answer?

i join the queue on your answerphone
and all i am is holding breath
just pick up, i know you're there...

so listen up, this sun hasn't set
(i refuse to believe that it's only me feeling)
just hear me out, i'm not over you yet
(it's love on the line, can you handle it?)