:: JOAQUiN ::

Don't frown at me like that, Boey. tt annoyed face annoyed me.
but then, this was later clouded by other more important things such as having a nice meal at aunty june's. yay! good food. and adam showed me how he can now play the latest Three Doors Down song. good for him {:o)

i have issues with children who don't know how to daydream and don't bother trying. ethel, janelle and shannon are three brats who regularly come to my house and fight with each other to use the computer, bang their fingers on the the piano, or play with someone's handphone. if they can't get their hands on any of those things, they insolently announce they are bored. tsk, how annoying. can't they just learn to stone? or hide behind curtains and talk to themselves (i used to do this quite a bit). plus, i have a whole case full of bks; am rather insulted tt they find nothing readable there. watever lah. (NB: the aforementioned type of boredom is vastly different frm the apathy some of us occasionally experience). the point is, i don't get why some pple just can't think of ways to entertain themselves. it's terribly tragic you know.

zehzeh and i were bored just only, so i dressed up in my new vintage dress and we used up the shots in the instant cam she'd brought for her sentosa escapade just tt day. haha, hope the photos turn out right; they're cool i think.

during mass, i busied myself with thinking bout random shit; in between these thoughts were visions of myself getting struck down by God for not paying attention. why do i always feel tt i have to make bargains when it comes to God? i always feel like it's all a game (refer to: the price is right). no; we don't have a very healthy relationship, me and my God.

i was thinking of getting an acoustic, just for fun. maybe it'll make me more motivated to improve my playing. anyone got a second-hand to offer? (andrew? hahaa).