Thursday, February 28, 2008



Blue In Green/Miles Davis - A video I didn't exactly watch

I have came to realised how saddening my perspective is. I have been cooping myself up at home for four days straight thinking that maybe running away from it would actually help. Help? My fuzzy arse uh, help. I can call myself stupid now. The past few days were like a whirlwind. Everything seems so very surreal and I feel rather confused. Hmm interesting matters have come up and I'm not really happy about it but like what my dear Brendan taught me on how to handle negativity - Just take it in your stride, it will benefit you more rather than you retaliating it. More recently I have realised how I rely on my friends especially that Fim Fing Fia. I rely by having her who will listen to my constant take on life. She's someone who will let me turn the tables and be the petulant child, someone who believes in me, someone who will take my moodiness away, give my happiness back and answer my many questions. You're truly the best one of the best ones and I love you &I'll see you soon (Which is like tmr I guess haha)

Aq asked me to try out for dragon boating and I'm quite stoked about it. I like kayaking actually but dragon boating sounds just as fun so why not just give it a shot. Well since I'm going to school tmr, finally, I'l ask Ow for more details. Heard the trainings are quite on, its basically just running and running and running. Yawn tell me about it man... I'll try asking Ow if we can alternate running/swimming instead :] Cos if its swimming... Mmm my fav ♥

And Fatty is such an idiot. She said if Scoffield were to be in Changi prison, he'd probably broken out by episode 2 and I don't know why she is so frigging psyched about the probability that Singapore will get bombed tmr cos that Mas Selamat dude is on the loose. Talk about having the tightest security around, Singapore. Now look what is going on and I bet all those stupid kiasu aunties playing mahjongs are worrying their ass off. Pong uh, pong! And then we started talking about dying and where will I meet her - Last level of hell. We'd be played netball with Satan (Balls of Fury!) and that the umpire would most likely be Lizard Liew cos he sucks like some cockshit. Then Satan would play dirty, alot of contacts and all that but Lizard Liew will never call for penalty cos he is so one-sided then we'd start killing each other but the thing is we can't die cos we're already dead. So we pretend that we're dying again to make it more fun plus pretending is considered lying. And since we're in hell, lying is the correct thing to do cos its wrong. Okay I swear I don't know what I'm talking about. All Fatty's fault lah. So can you go and bathe now you fatcooltyfatwahlaoty hahaha

Its almost scary to know that I'm starting to get a grip and feel the outrageous need to start mugging. Its almost scary to know that I miss that one person in my life which I probably shouldn't cos we wouldn't work out anyway. I actually think it's sad that we've distanced so much. I mean, not long ago we were pretty close. Now we barely talk at all. Maybe that is to be expected after all that has happened. Sometimes I wonder if you think about it as well. Its almost scary to know that my rotten Saturday routines might come to a screeching halt cos unfortunately I won't feel the same about certain things anymore and... you know what? I feel like hugging Ghostio now bye


Come on in
I've got to tell you what state I'm in
I've got to tell you in my loudest tones
That the truth is that
I miss you

(Thats not very smart of me, I know)

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