death by teapot

catch me, im hiding.

2009-06-05T03:27:00.000-07:00

unexplained. unanticipated.
invisible.

cures remain to be seen.
explainations remain to be heard.
im starting to run on empty.
spluttering.

hide&seek is no longer fun.
masks have lost their thrill.

you, monster, have foricibly become my friend.

downfalls&ups.

2009-06-03T21:05:00.000-07:00

i've been spending time thinking about a clever, witty and possibly more interesting thing to blog about, but i can't.
i've been trying to write paragraphs of pure genius, but i can't.

so right now this is all i have.

two years after graduating i still have no drive to go back to studying. my parents still give me the "when are you getting a real job" and "when are you going to uni" lectures, though, as time has prooved, they have little to no effect in causing my brain to click and proclaim that i want to be a surgeon. which, thankfully, i will never qualify to be.

i think my problem is im too idealistic. i want my perfect job and i want it now. things i would like to be don't fall into the "get a degree and you're in" category. and that scares me.
im too stuborn too sacrifice my fantasy world for anything else. and im not confident enough to push my "amazingness" on others.

i realise im not even 20 and i have plenty of time to decide/work on the rest of my working life.
but im so fucking scared of making that decision that i feel like im going to procrastinate forever.
and thats what im really worried about, hating something and being stuck there, in a giant nutshell.

i hate choosing, choice is not my thing.

inside voices.

2009-05-15T04:07:00.000-07:00

Noises just to be loud.
Words just to be heard.
They never made less sense.
Fear&Fights. Darkness&Frights.
It never seems quite like home.

You're losing grip and i'm drifting away.

There's saftey in numbers, but they just aren't adding up.
Divide me.
Choosing&Choice were never my thing.

in the begining...

2009-05-05T04:36:00.000-07:00

thoughts were shaped. motives were made. and death by teapot was born.
i hope to deliver to you the cute & the quirky, the interesting & the amazing. and a serve of my very own intellect.
enjoy.
xx