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Friday, October 25, 2002. I was the only one left in the tomb then. I sort of liked it, in a way. It was so nice and peaceful. Then, all of a sudden, you'd never guess what I saw on the wall. It was written with a red crayon or something,. Right under the glass part of the wall, under the stones. That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. There is, but once you get there, when you're not looking,. And then right under that it'll say "Fuck you".
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Friday, August 30, 2002. They say it's a river, circles the earth. A beam of light shining to the edge of the universe. They say it's a blessing. They say it's a gift. They say it's a miracle and I believe that it is. But it's a mystery. Love breaks your heart. Love takes no less than everything. Love makes it hard. And it fades away so easily. In this world we've created. In this place that we lived. In a blink of an eye the darkness slips in. Love lights the world, unites the love that's for eternity.
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Sunday, July 28, 2002. Who's gonna tell you when. Who's gonna tell you things. You can't go on. Who's gonna drive you home tonight. Who's gonna pick you up. Who's gonna hang it up. Who's gonna pay attention. Who's gonna plug their ears. You can't go on. Who's gonna drive you home tonight. Who's gonna hold you down. Who's gonna come around. You can't go on. Who's gonna drive you home tonight. Oh you know you can't go on. Who's gonna drive you home tonight. Drive" - The Cars. Friday, July 19, 2002. And NO ...
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Thursday, January 30, 2003. No time to blog, no time to eat, no time to play, no time to do anything except study. Final paper tomorrow. disastrous Psych - AGAIN. Bad memories less than 3 months ago. and yet, how desperately I need to rely on this final to pull everything up. Unforunately, full marks seems a highly unattainable (and improbable) goal. But how I *need* it. :(. To change, and a loooong night of partying away. Is this where I suddenly turn all religious again and pray my heart out? Thus spok...
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Monday, April 28, 2003. Forgot my Bib for the Cinema Studies assignment. Not forgot as in neglected to print a copy, forgot as in "Bib? And only remembered about it 15 minutes prior to 4pm. As always, retail therapy saved the day. Don't you remember you told me. You loved me baby? Superstar" - The Carpenters. Thus spoke Noelle at 4/28/2003 09:34:00 PM. Sunday, April 27, 2003. It scares me sometimes. 7 weeks is NO joke, okay. Horse riding rocked, though. literally! Sigh Back to watching Metropolis. For th...
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Sunday, February 23, 2003. Packing, and feeling utterly miserable. We agreed that it was over,. Now the lines have all been drawn;. The vows we made begin to fade. But now they're gone. Put your pictures in a showbox,. And my gold ring in the drawer;. Coz I'm not supposed to love you anymore. I'm Not Supposed To Love You Anymore" - Trademark. Thus spoke Noelle at 2/23/2003 03:06:00 AM. Saturday, February 22, 2003. It takes a lot to touch me. Well, not exactly. but to really. In a snow-filled sky;. 2 days...
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Sunday, March 30, 2003. Dad came for a visit, and left yesterday. Somehow seems quiet around here. Being the middleman sucks. Running here and there nonstop like some kind of messenger dog. Wish they'd hurry up and make up. Or at least get it out of their systems. Its driving me nuts. Got my new loft bed from Ikea. : It rocks (literally? Thanks, dad. Room appears much more spacious now, and nothing beats sitting underneath and chilling. Or in this case, reading Mrs. Dalloway. If I'd only seen it sooner.
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Saturday, November 30, 2002. Dog is chasing me off"? Dog is. chasing. me. off? Maaaan. *sticks head into sandpit*. One of these days I'm seriously going to die of embarrassment. Somewhere out there,. Beneath the pale blue night. Someone's thinking of me;. And loving me tonight. Somewhere Out There" - James Ingram. Thus spoke Noelle at 11/30/2002 02:10:00 AM. Thursday, November 28, 2002. Could anyone feel worse inside? Put your head against my life,. What do you hear? A million words just trying to make.
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Saturday, September 28, 2002. Just picked mom up from the airport, hehe. was late ah. Made poor her wait for almost half an hour! Not that we were *that* late, but coz we didn't see her come out ya. Going Vic mart in about 2 hours, meeting PCB and MM to go "choc-shopping". Of all places, though. Sorry PCB, you know how much I love ya but *eyebrow* . still! Finally watched Goldmember, after weeks of anticipation [and agitation]. Beyonce rocks. :. I mean, Enigma. Kitaro. *Madonna*? For the 97th time tonight.
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Tuesday, December 31, 2002. Sigh This is it, I guess. Here I am, seated all alone in front of the com on New Year's eve, blogging about my impending return back to the "land of drunken sluts". Its been a miserly 10 days, but I can't say I've regreted a single moment. What's another three-fold? A month'll pass like it was yesterday. The mind tries in vain to convince its beating heart. It seems to me, that the best relationships. The ones that last - are frequently the ones. Monday, December 30, 2002.
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