The lingering image and idea of The Sandman by Neil Gaiman
Illustrated by Dave McKean
Hello Earthlings. I am tired and old. (If you know what i mean which i think you don't except for Rouxianens and Kimi)
Our Demo is finally finished. Everybody seemed burnt out since there wouldn't be any more of those general practices and other pathetic excuses not to attend class. I am one of them. I didn't join the parade since i think it wasn't that crucial at all and Roux was on her way to our "meeting place" which was not followed. I waited for her outside Greenhills Lane and i was with Ralph and Joshua Sebastian. :] We had a cool conversation.
So, Roux watched the dance. The dance. Not me. The dance. She can hardly locate me which is both a relief and disappointment. I am ugly too might i say since i was wearing such a big shirt and a fitted slant skirt i bought using Koen's money. And i was also suppose to be wearing heels but i am being too "chekets" to do so. Haha.
And we ate at Greenwich. And ate more after that. We both had lasagna. Then, we went to Montessori for some school purposes and we head to Dunkin Donuts to eat. :] Then, we shopped at the mall. I am really craving for Neil Gaiman's Fragile Things, a story about two men investigating about a mortifying circus that vanished out of the blue. So, if there are rich people reading this crappy blog of mine, have some shred of humanity and buy me one. Secondhand is accepted. :]
Then we went back to my school that i would like to call as hell. I don't really blame myself. I blame the checking of attendance! I mean if attendance, or even admission slips, do not exist, i'd still make an exception about that school. But i had enough.
I got pseudo-married. And it was the end of the world.
So, there i was trying to be safe in some tiny place and i still got scammed by my imbeciles which doesn't even have appreciation after what i've done for them before the Demo (i invited them to my apartment). Poor me being subsequently assaulted by the equally evil CATs. I was handcuffed using this silly whateverness. Tortured, vanquished, etsetera etsetera. What the hell i know. I never should have entered the school grounds. My reputation is over and i am scarred for life. I know. I'm "cheket-ing" again.
After that silly invasion, i rushed to Roux who was waiting for me at McDo and she was a bit bitter. Yep. She exclaimed, "Kung ako nga naiinis, ikaw pa kaya." Oh, and i thank McDo for giving me such a clean, good-smelling hands. Then, we took off to Dunkin again. Haha. And Roux managed to tell me about her weird speculation wherein she would rescue me from all the crap i've been through from that annoying school of mine. And Koen is involved so i am pretty pleased about that. :}
And i'm back here. At home. Peacefully. Thank God.
And i don't know what to do with that weird certificate 'o mine. Burn? Tear? Bite me.
I miss Perfect Stitches. My hands belong only to him. Corny. Gross. Disgusting. Repulsive. Whatever.
Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman
I'm gonna see Neil Gaiman on Saturday! His book signing is at the Courtyard Inn. I don't know if it's free or not but i will see him no matter what. :) And around 7.30, i'll be watching Sugarfree in Boardwalk with Roxanne. Looking forward to that day. *hearts crayon*
ily.
"What a shame we all became, such fragile broken things."
G O O D E B N E N S.
kariin x crayoun
G O O D E B N E N S.
kariin x crayoun