oh kill me now.

i just realised....it just sank in....it just hit me.....

THE KILLERS ARE IN ELEVEN DAYS!!! 11! 11! ELEVEN DAYS!!!

they will be here. and i can finally grope brandon flowers' ass. the guy is sooooo damn hawt.
ooooh this is sooo exciting! and we've got standing pen (i.e. MOSH PIT) tickets. i paid 150 bucks for them....when i could've bought a pair of really nice levi's, 3-4 pairs of shoes, a handbag...or even given my car a good and thorough wax job. BUT NO.

NO. NO. NO. NO.

i chose to spend it on mosh pit tickets so that i can hear brandon flowers sing to me alllll my favourite killers songs over loud booming speakers, and so that i can inhale the very air molecules that he exhales....and so that i may (hopefully, fingers crossed) touch his ass and give him a big wet kiss. in my dreams, right?
i really love them! love their songs!


in OTHER NEWS:
mfa selections tests went down pretty ok today. a little uncertain and anxious and worried about the results and whether they will call me back...OR NOT. pls pls pls pls pls.
i really want this job. badly.
i don't want to go anywhere else.
but i know it's gonna be a tough climb, even if i do get a position there.
but i'm gonna climb, anyway. just.because.i.can.
so there. eat your hearts out, you average-minded, lesser beings. watch me do the impossible. watch me do things you'd only ever dream you could do!!
okay i am mean. and a bitch.

but i am nice :)
and harmless
and i hurt easily
and if you are mean to my face, i usually don't retaliate,
mostly because i am too shocked and freaked out
then when it sinks in, i go into a corner and cry
or i lock myself in my room and sob on my bed.
so there you go.

cold-hearted, competitive bitch on the outside
but extreme softie on the inside.
i can cry at heart-wrenching, tear-jerking...commercials. yes, you heard me right...COMMERCIALS. television ADS. i cry when i watch ads.

that is how pathetic i can be.
let me give you an example of an ad that has really hit that nerve:


see what i mean? really pushed the right buttons on me, this one.

kudos to you, hsbc. and your advertising company. it made me cry.

but then again, i'm a pathetic, overly-emotional fool. so maybe it didn't take much. so maybe you're actually really cheesy and lame. and this ad is superbly cliche. and i fell for it cos i'm a loser. and therefore it doesn't really mean anything. and therefore maybe you really suck at advertising.



i still think the former conclusion holds better.



DON'T TELL ME THIS AD DIDN'T MAKE YOU TEAR?!



*sniff.