Was told on Friday pm but forgot to mention it

They're moving him.

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In my semi-UNpresent state of mind. Haven't been reading flist entries properly, hope I haven't missed anything. Wasn't even paying attention when gaming and nearly caused some party members to die >_> *smacks Sorrell* I blame the kid (who has Mizuki hair).

lina_lau gets no love for she did not send me the photo of me which I wanted to use for my CNY message.

ANYBODY NEEDING A HAIRCUT THIS WEEK? I hate going to get mine cut alone. It's so boring.

狗, 寒命人, 犯太歲

( Chinese forecast for me this year )

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Was listening to the 10 year anniversary album of Hirai Ken. This song sounds so very familiar, perhaps someone else rearranged and re-sung it recently. I seem to think it's w-inds. Does anyone know? (or maybe it's a Cantonese song?)

Hirai Ken - Why

More re:Hirai Ken... is it really possible he is pure-blooded Japanese? Or could it be that his mum told a certain lie? *is shot*

Two links of (weird) interest

Where the disappearing teaspoons can be contemplated through the prism of counterphenomenological resistentialism, which holds that les choses sont contre nous (things are against us)."

Don't just talk like a pirate. Dress like one.

So tired, I think I'll just drop dead. Typing with one eye open because I can't keep both open...

(no subject)

I seemed to have hit the bottom last Wednesday (sorry Hana, and thanks) and may be on the slow rebound, but don't put money on it just yet.

The days seem to blur together. Have been writing (temp title [Black Box]), but can't seem to get anything right. Cried a lot; took a day off work. Lost faith in people in general. Can't seem to summon niceness back to people who are nice to me. Lost expectations to everything. Did once wish people are more proactive, now just wish to be fine myself.

Was asked what's wrong. Couldn't say because 1) I was in the office toilet that time on the phone and would rather not discuss things at length and 2) just couldn't explain. Blurbed out random things that have been pissing me off instead. I don't how to properly explain it apart from say I heard those balcony gates rattling because I was shaking them with all my might and screaming at the top of my lungs. Can just never ever get over it. Every time I get left out of something or get left alone or people leave me unexplained or people shut me out, I just see that 22nd floor balcony and I go crazy. Should probably see a shrink. If the concept of it doesn't make me feel sicker than I am.

Meeting people is good though. Should do that more!

Around this time last year I lost two friends I held dear. One just pulled out of my life and the other branded me Miss Popular. I don't think I've gotten over that either.