there's porn right HERE.
no no, i swear i don't get paid to do this. haha. stupid edmund.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
i still have another 2 months++ before i see the giant fishball of changi, and already i'm getting invitations from home to stuff my face. a big bloody YES! to all the offers. fear not, fellow foodies! i shall mosey back to homeground and stuff my face as i've always done, for i dare declare, the sound of 'prata-bom and teh cino' is sweeter than the autumn winds tt kiss my face.
:: Zhi Yao Wei Ni Huo Yi Tian - huang sheng yi (ost. kung fu hustle
:: Zhi Yao Wei Ni Huo Yi Tian - huang sheng yi (ost. kung fu hustle
Sunday, April 16, 2006
sometimes i wonder why i let myself be so emotionally volatile.
i don't like being told to stop doing something tt i never even do. i don't like being wrongfully accused of doing things i don't. i find myself having to defend my actions (or non-actions) a lot of the time because pple don't bother to get their facts right. like how mummy used alleged tt i will drink water halfway then offer it to someone else so i don't have to wash the cup. if you don't want the fucking water, i'll take the offer back; you don't have to make stupid assumptions bout my intentions. i just had the habit of overpouring and i didn't want to have to waste the last bit of water. but of course no one ever thought of tt. then one day, aged 12, i was walking by myself past a classrm with a lesson going on and a noisy bunch of girls came and walked past me and the teacher came out of the classrm and insisted tt ALL of us stand outside her classrm until we had enough sense to apologise for disrupting her lesson. i told her i wasn't even walking with them in the first place but the bitch would have none of it. and God forgive my idiotic self for just allowing myself to stand for the next 20 mins outside the class with the noisy girls while the bitch went back in to wait for our apology. then finally she came out and asked me if i was with them. like fuck, NO, BITCH. if you had any orifices on your stupid head other than your motherfucking mouth then maybe you could have heard me say NO the first fucking time. RRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH. why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry. tonight, i've been accused of playing catching in the floor corridor. i know it's so petty. i know it's so stupid. but everytime rae and karol do it, i tell them to stop disturbing pple and karol tells me it's not her fault the walls are thin. and now i'm being told tt i am so noisy because i play catching. something tells me i shouldn't be making this fuss but help me cos i'm so exasperated. i find myself sitting in my rm with the music floating round me, sophie's world sitting on my head, hot tears rolling down my face. why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry.
i don't like being told to stop doing something tt i never even do. i don't like being wrongfully accused of doing things i don't. i find myself having to defend my actions (or non-actions) a lot of the time because pple don't bother to get their facts right. like how mummy used alleged tt i will drink water halfway then offer it to someone else so i don't have to wash the cup. if you don't want the fucking water, i'll take the offer back; you don't have to make stupid assumptions bout my intentions. i just had the habit of overpouring and i didn't want to have to waste the last bit of water. but of course no one ever thought of tt. then one day, aged 12, i was walking by myself past a classrm with a lesson going on and a noisy bunch of girls came and walked past me and the teacher came out of the classrm and insisted tt ALL of us stand outside her classrm until we had enough sense to apologise for disrupting her lesson. i told her i wasn't even walking with them in the first place but the bitch would have none of it. and God forgive my idiotic self for just allowing myself to stand for the next 20 mins outside the class with the noisy girls while the bitch went back in to wait for our apology. then finally she came out and asked me if i was with them. like fuck, NO, BITCH. if you had any orifices on your stupid head other than your motherfucking mouth then maybe you could have heard me say NO the first fucking time. RRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH. why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry. tonight, i've been accused of playing catching in the floor corridor. i know it's so petty. i know it's so stupid. but everytime rae and karol do it, i tell them to stop disturbing pple and karol tells me it's not her fault the walls are thin. and now i'm being told tt i am so noisy because i play catching. something tells me i shouldn't be making this fuss but help me cos i'm so exasperated. i find myself sitting in my rm with the music floating round me, sophie's world sitting on my head, hot tears rolling down my face. why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry why am i so angry.
Friday, April 14, 2006
:: God of Wine - third eye blind
what if i told you.. the world had more than one side?
.. that you don't have to sip absinthe to see little green fairies.
i've just started reading sophie's world. i don't like the first couple of pages. i think i don't like the way it's written; it somehow made me liken sophie to anne of green gables (whom i absolutely cannot stand). the rest of the content though is not turning out to be so bad. i like it when writers effectively put into words the thoughts that i've also had before but was never able to put into words (because i forgot to or because i lack coherence and/or competence). i read the black and white and i go eh ya, ya i also thought of tt before; only tt you beat me to it. but i dont tell many pple of this cos sometimes they seem to think tt i'm just saying tt to be yaya. i don't like being misunderstood and i'm sure not many pple do. grossly annoying, i think.
thank you to jostein gaarder also for reminding me tt i haven't played with lego in a damn long time. what happened to those cool lego ads anyway? i still remember my first and only lego set. a blue box whose covers were the green lego bases. it wasnt fantastic but it was functional, mobile and best of all, something we could afford. besides, all i needed were the basic pieces; no need for those snazzy tractor parts and wheels and tropical trees tt came with those stylo-drama sets. pfft!
i'm curious bout my second cousin seraphina and what she does in my hse. it's not tt i'm suspicious of her intentions or voyeuristic (er-hmm) or anything like tt. i just wonder how she's finding my rm and what she's like (since i don't really know much bout her). i realise i always ask bout her when mummy calls. and this is what i've gathered: she's messy, she likes to wear old pyjamas cos she thinks it's comfortable, she wears size 27, her bf comes over on sundays sometimes and he travels quite a distance to visit her, she talks to mummy and uncle jeffrey bout her day at school and she doesn't watch much tv.
so i told mummy tt now she doesn't have to miss me so much since me and seraphina have quite tt much in common. it's interesting how things worked out tt way don't you think? what are the chances of my leaving and my second cousin frm jb (who also reportedly wears similiar colours to me) going to spore to study at almost the same time?
:: These Kids - joel turner & the modern day poets
eh tell you a secret: every year i wait for may to come so tt i can sing like three dog night, "..i've got pieces of april, but it's a morning in may..." but then year after year, may comes and goes and i totally forget bout the song and then i have to wait till the next yr.
saw vincent online recently but he had to go too soon. he only had time to tell me tt he had just broken up with his gf, tt it seems everytime he breaks up with a gf he will see me online not long after, and tt he and andrew were meeting the following day. i wonder why i sometimes prefer talking to guys than girls. some would call it 'deprived'.
my mouth feels like an ulcer farm. it's either dry or suffering withdrawal frm lack of mekajiki.
akan datang: TERM BREAK.
what if i told you.. the world had more than one side?
.. that you don't have to sip absinthe to see little green fairies.
i've just started reading sophie's world. i don't like the first couple of pages. i think i don't like the way it's written; it somehow made me liken sophie to anne of green gables (whom i absolutely cannot stand). the rest of the content though is not turning out to be so bad. i like it when writers effectively put into words the thoughts that i've also had before but was never able to put into words (because i forgot to or because i lack coherence and/or competence). i read the black and white and i go eh ya, ya i also thought of tt before; only tt you beat me to it. but i dont tell many pple of this cos sometimes they seem to think tt i'm just saying tt to be yaya. i don't like being misunderstood and i'm sure not many pple do. grossly annoying, i think.
thank you to jostein gaarder also for reminding me tt i haven't played with lego in a damn long time. what happened to those cool lego ads anyway? i still remember my first and only lego set. a blue box whose covers were the green lego bases. it wasnt fantastic but it was functional, mobile and best of all, something we could afford. besides, all i needed were the basic pieces; no need for those snazzy tractor parts and wheels and tropical trees tt came with those stylo-drama sets. pfft!
i'm curious bout my second cousin seraphina and what she does in my hse. it's not tt i'm suspicious of her intentions or voyeuristic (er-hmm) or anything like tt. i just wonder how she's finding my rm and what she's like (since i don't really know much bout her). i realise i always ask bout her when mummy calls. and this is what i've gathered: she's messy, she likes to wear old pyjamas cos she thinks it's comfortable, she wears size 27, her bf comes over on sundays sometimes and he travels quite a distance to visit her, she talks to mummy and uncle jeffrey bout her day at school and she doesn't watch much tv.
so i told mummy tt now she doesn't have to miss me so much since me and seraphina have quite tt much in common. it's interesting how things worked out tt way don't you think? what are the chances of my leaving and my second cousin frm jb (who also reportedly wears similiar colours to me) going to spore to study at almost the same time?
:: These Kids - joel turner & the modern day poets
eh tell you a secret: every year i wait for may to come so tt i can sing like three dog night, "..i've got pieces of april, but it's a morning in may..." but then year after year, may comes and goes and i totally forget bout the song and then i have to wait till the next yr.
saw vincent online recently but he had to go too soon. he only had time to tell me tt he had just broken up with his gf, tt it seems everytime he breaks up with a gf he will see me online not long after, and tt he and andrew were meeting the following day. i wonder why i sometimes prefer talking to guys than girls. some would call it 'deprived'.
my mouth feels like an ulcer farm. it's either dry or suffering withdrawal frm lack of mekajiki.
akan datang: TERM BREAK.
Monday, April 03, 2006
:: Medication - garbage
i feel the sullen sick feeling coming on. uh uh-uh-uh-uh uh.
pontangd asian studies lecture again. i wouldn't have stayed awake anyway. came back to sleep and dreamt tt i was told i was pregnant. if it was 8 weeks or more than maybe it's marginally possible i think, but SHIT i said. lidong was happy though; he kept smiling and he couldn't stop kissing me. maybe he was just high. and then there was humpty dumpty and then something else i can't remember tt triggered deja vu. same ole, same ole.
i need to eat fruits. and vegetables.
college (or hall, watever you wanna call it) seems to attract the most dodgy of my countrymen (and rarer cases, -women). i wonder if it's against the law to carry a kitchen knife for protection in this country. i reckon it'll come in useful, in this college at least.
i hope this tepidity is only the precursor to pms. blurgh.
i love you, karin :)
:: This Cocaine Makes Me Feel Like I'm On This Song - s.o.a.d.
i feel the sullen sick feeling coming on. uh uh-uh-uh-uh uh.
pontangd asian studies lecture again. i wouldn't have stayed awake anyway. came back to sleep and dreamt tt i was told i was pregnant. if it was 8 weeks or more than maybe it's marginally possible i think, but SHIT i said. lidong was happy though; he kept smiling and he couldn't stop kissing me. maybe he was just high. and then there was humpty dumpty and then something else i can't remember tt triggered deja vu. same ole, same ole.
i need to eat fruits. and vegetables.
college (or hall, watever you wanna call it) seems to attract the most dodgy of my countrymen (and rarer cases, -women). i wonder if it's against the law to carry a kitchen knife for protection in this country. i reckon it'll come in useful, in this college at least.
i hope this tepidity is only the precursor to pms. blurgh.
i love you, karin :)
:: This Cocaine Makes Me Feel Like I'm On This Song - s.o.a.d.
goodbye weekend, hello today
danial is in perth for bout a week so he carried over some of my stuff for me. i found out his aunty and uncle know aunty lorna and uncle tony cos they go to the same church and all.
anyway, me and dan had a bit of an adventure today thanks to my unlucky mouth. took the wrong train from perth station and had to take one back and then get on the right train to burswood. had a good laugh over that. we went to freo but i only had time to stuff my face with fish and chips before closing time, so dan didn't get to go to the weekend fruit market, which is funnier still because he's only here for one weekend.
the response to our captains ball tournament was way better than i imagined (not tt it was good, i just wasn't expecting anyone to turn up). baby says he'll send me my foto cds when he collects them. yay - mail from baby!
pete murray is performing at sirucco (sp?) the coming sat. all i need to do is win the bloody tix.
mambo on thurs was good. a good workout, followed by a good meal with good friends. i guess i'm lucky, really.
:: Crazy Doctor - the loudness
my internet acct is out of money so i really shouldn't be spending this money blogging.
just now on the highway back here, i was thinking bout how i would miss perth when i'm done with everything here. and i already began to feel nostalgic. oh aren't i such a load of emo-crap.
danial is in perth for bout a week so he carried over some of my stuff for me. i found out his aunty and uncle know aunty lorna and uncle tony cos they go to the same church and all.
anyway, me and dan had a bit of an adventure today thanks to my unlucky mouth. took the wrong train from perth station and had to take one back and then get on the right train to burswood. had a good laugh over that. we went to freo but i only had time to stuff my face with fish and chips before closing time, so dan didn't get to go to the weekend fruit market, which is funnier still because he's only here for one weekend.
the response to our captains ball tournament was way better than i imagined (not tt it was good, i just wasn't expecting anyone to turn up). baby says he'll send me my foto cds when he collects them. yay - mail from baby!
pete murray is performing at sirucco (sp?) the coming sat. all i need to do is win the bloody tix.
mambo on thurs was good. a good workout, followed by a good meal with good friends. i guess i'm lucky, really.
:: Crazy Doctor - the loudness
my internet acct is out of money so i really shouldn't be spending this money blogging.
just now on the highway back here, i was thinking bout how i would miss perth when i'm done with everything here. and i already began to feel nostalgic. oh aren't i such a load of emo-crap.
