27 Feb, 2007
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
I heard that you grandpa died. I cried like a motherfucker. He was so nice to me. I know you loved him like no idea. You told me stories about him and when I met him it was all true. I wished I could be there for you when he died. It was such a [...]
27 Feb, 2007
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
Sometimes I think of you in the eyes of a stray cat. I think of you when I am lining up to buy food at my uni’s cafeteria. The food they have is always soggy and messy, but I know you love them chicken. I think of you whenever I pass by skinny cows alongside [...]
27 Feb, 2007
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Misc
A Spark Powered Car Security System
I found this while I was doing my research on my final thesis. How cool is this – electrical application right up to being a useful tool. Is it practical? Who cares? The point is that this thing is amazing. I’ve said it here before but I’m going to [...]
26 Feb, 2007
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
The air smelled of cheap scents – of 5 bucks perfume bought at the black market and longing dripping off from her red clad body language. She stood still at the printer, frozen by his entrance. It was a small and cramped printing room. Two floors have to share the poorly lit and badly ventilated [...]
24 Feb, 2007
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self
I turn 23 years old tommorow and the best give I could ever think of is all above. It’s been one hell of a shitstorm to get to where I am with them, but like everything else in this world, love is all about disappointments. Good disappointments. I’m lucky to have a good set [...]
22 Feb, 2007
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self
This blog entry pattern has been going around like bushfires – the 6 weird things about yourself. I’ve been more of less asked (or tagged) to do it but never got around to doing one until (of course) the trend has escalated. Well, I’ve never been the one to be up to date with stuff [...]
16 Feb, 2007
Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings
I am thinking about first impressions, hypocrisy and our true colors. I’ve touched this subject before, but didn’t get to fully express what I mean. I hardly doubt that I could. I’ve been thinking about how humans usually show the real self after a period of time in any relationship. Which is why phrases like [...]