Higher States Of Conciousness

DAMMIT WHY THE HECK CAN’T I USE HTML >.< Looks like I’ll be returning to blogspot very soon then.

It took me about half hour to realize that I can’t edit the side tables according to me specs. Dammit. Friendster blogs prolly make you pay for shit like that. Been a relatively quiet day so far, with my brain in auto-pilot mode. I managed to get hold of french maid’s msn so at least I get to terrorize more people ( or get terrorized as it seems nowdays). Okay, maybe bullied would be a better word. Maybe messing around more with the blog might get me a lil more active again. Or not.

On a more "Rommish" note, today’s blog topic of the day seems to be Nakedness on Balconies. Or something to that effect. I do miss the times of being able to go about my home happily in the buff , though having a new housemate has kinda nerfed that. The ‘need’ for clothes has therefore caused my laundry load to double up. Oh well. It would justify the need for a washing machine now ( as opposed to the laundry service next to nets).

Oh, and this is the stupid thing I’ve been trying to get into the table at the side.

<table align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=4 width=200px><tr><td bgcolor=#ffcccc align=center><font style=’color:black; font-size:18pt;’>How to make a rommel</font></td></tr>
<tr><td bgcolor=white><font style=’color:black; font-size:12pt;’><b>Ingredients:</b><BR>
5 parts jealousy<BR>
5 parts courage<BR>
5 parts empathy</font></td></tr>
<tr><td bgcolor=#ffffcc><font style=’color:black; font-size:12pt;’><b>Method:</b><BR>Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add a little sadness if desired!</font></td></tr></table><div align=center>
<BR><form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php">Username:<input name="uname"><BR><input type=submit value="How do you make a ‘you’?"><BR>
</form><a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/cocktail/cocktail.php">Personality cocktail</a><BR>From <a href="http://www.go-quiz.com">Go-Quiz.com</a>

Let’s see how it turns out without 1337 HTML.

It’s already funky enough that my mother decided to visit and went into quasi-mother in law mode. Today, I had the blast from the past with Anne calling me up asking who is the hot chick that’s staying with me. >.<

To be honest, it’s all very amusing. Really. Honest.

At least I got me work to run off to. But it’s Friday, which means clubbing night, which would probably be Chillout night for most of the Dell people. At least their music is hellabetta than Glo. Glo’s music has shifted more towards SS style. Heck, SS was playing better music last week. >.<

So back to the matter at hand, I’m suddenly overwhelmed with the sudden interest in my housemate. At least everyone seems to agree that she is supahot, so it’s all good. I think.

God, I think I’ll catch some sleep before shipping off to work.

Laters.

Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi
But it’s just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
I’m Mr. Brightside

The Killers - Mr. Brightside.

It had to happen sooner or later. And it’s the best way to test friendster’s options as a blogsite. And YES I did choose pink as my site layout. You like it don’t ya.

I’ll try to jumpstart this site as soon as possible, provided my real life and WoW life doesn’t swallow me whole (again). A pity that I’ve destroyed all my previous blog contents (and archives too). I suppose it’s time to start from scratch again huh.

As for now, I’ll leave you with one of the most touching punk songs I’ve heard in a while. Thx Bye.

Long ago
Just like the hearse, you died to get in again
We are so far from you

Burning on just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what’s the worst you take, from every heart you break

And like a blade you stain
Well, I’ve been holding on tonight

What’s the worst that I could say
Things are better if I stay
So long and goodnight
So long not goodnight

My Chemical Reaction - Helena.