listening to: Mr Brightside, the killers

andrew couldn't watch Before Sunset with me so i called rima out. there's no real reason i didn't call anyone else (as opposed to andrew or rima); i guess on some days, i just want to see certain pple or no pple. tt's just it, really. it's cool tt i can be so honest and comfortable with rima and vice versa and ironically it's probably cos i haven't seen her in a long time or haven't had sufficient memories of her to draw a picture of her personality and vice versa. and when there are no previous strings, it's easier for me to be honest and uninhibited. ditto with uncleparty.

i'm glad tt the tix for the show ran out so we had to go eat dinner instead. two reasons: found out mummy bought the dvd frm bangkok when she came back last night and talking over good food for 3 hrs is better than watching ethan hawke. yes, it is.

today was 80s weekend on class95 again. yay.

i did some blog surfing again and was reminded of how bloody small the world is. very very very small. friends of friends are friends of my old friends who are friends of my new friends.

i think zehzeh's friend nigel likes me and zehzeh'z dropping really big (and annnoying) hints. erm ya ok, watever lah. lah. lah. lalalalalalah.


listening to: The Song That Doesn't End, lambchops and charlie horse