foreword

My apologies to the people I have been bombarding with my erratic behaviour. I don’t think it’s menopause, not yet. Though I sure wouldn’t mind doing away with the bloody (pun intended) monthly nonsense. And hey, they say sex is better after menopause!

Yea, erratic behaviour. Stupid ant-who-drowned-in-my-green-tea.

This is a retarded person who is also known as ‘three asses’ or, if you prefer, ‘assassass’. I decided to put in a very apt picture to accompany the following part of a conversation I just had with her:

innerpeace/us [ don’t drive yourself nuts with all this thinking says:
did you get the stewpid email
atee nothing but says:
what email?
innerpeace/us [ don’t drive yourself nuts with all this thinking says:
okay wait
innerpeace/us [ don’t drive yourself nuts with all this thinking says:
i realised i havent pressed Send
innerpeace/us [ don’t drive yourself nuts with all this thinking says:
HAHA!
atee nothing but says:
…

Yep. Hello henny.

On other news, Jo’s really hyper dog Timmy just added me on friendster. She says I gotta write him a testimonial. Hmm.

I should sleep soon.

My computer screen currently has 3 ants crawling over it.

I am going to ‘renovate’ my room, I so am. I’m gonna give myself a budget of $500. As in restrict my spending to $500, and hope my mom agrees to pay for it. Hohoho. Though when I’ll actually start I’m not too sure of. Busy, busy, busy.

Playing Damien Rice with a band is going to be exciting.

I really should start doing my work.

A little late to put this up, since it’s in about 5 hours, but wth.

Overturned.
Overt.
Overwritten.
Overridden.
Overwhelmed.

With? ____.

Nutella. That sweet explosion on your tastebuds. So different from the effect of Green Tea – bland, with style. There are so many people I haven’t seen in a while. Why are all of you so busy. Wait till May, June. No CCAs, more free time to makan and talk shit. Maybe a sushi buffet or two. Muse is totally awesome. I want to get to know you, I want to know you. Today is such a cold day, I was freezing while walking along a busy road in town – how often does that happen in Singapore? A bit weird. Like wearing suspenders with your tight SJI pants and CJ pe t-shirt. Way to go, young man. Solitaire. I need my dose of Solitaire.

You’re driving me crazy.

Am I living it right?
- Why Georgia, John Mayer

Just a random lyric, the song’s playing on my iTunes now. He’s good, that guy John Mayer.

So there was a little misunderstanding and now I’m sitting here, typing this, when I was supposed to be on the way down to Venezia. So much for earning extra cash. But I’ll get over it. Good things can come out of the bad. I’m waiting for the good to come over. To my place. :D

Alvin’s MSN nick says ‘Screw that carrot’. No thanks.

So many people are starving in the world, so many people are eating too much, so many who don’t care. There isn’t enough love in this world. We should all be communist. Imagine all the people, sharing all the world? John Lennon got shot to death. Imagine that.

I’d have liked to have met him. A guy with big ideas, he was. I would have liked to have known him. But well I guess I’ll never even get to see him for even a second, in person.

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Forget it.
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Who’re your real friends? How do you treat new friends, how do you those you’ve known for a year, how do you those you’ve known for so many more? How do you friends of your friends? Who is a real friend? What is a real friend? Who leaves? Who leaves, but ultimately comes back? Who forgives? Who deserves forgiving?

Am I living it right? As of now, I think I am. Tell me I’m wrong.

I just tried to play a song that I used to play a lot. I don’t think I’ll ever play it again, cause it sounded quite bad. It’s so weird though – it used to make me feel something, like the kind of song that just makes you think. I’d be in my own world and everything. Now it’s just… A song. The magic’s gone. Poof. But it was great while it lasted, I guess.

I hope some other things last for a long, long time.

My hair length, though, will probably only last till Friday afternoon. Say goodbye, guys. Choonie will be very happy to see me with less hair.

Okay, I just discovered that LiveJournal has very lame 404 error pages. Go check it out. Just type a wrong livejournal.com url, like livejournal.com/youareanass or something. It’s quite cool.

It’s been a while. Why haven’t I been updating? Because I’ve got nothing to say. No wait. I haven’t been updating because I have nothing to say. I remember when we could not start sentences with a ‘because’ in Primary School. I got a bit lazy and just ended up writing ‘It is because…‘. Good English is important. Wasting your ink is another thing. And now it sometimes just becomes: ‘Because.’ Period.

And here lies another random paragraph in my random, random weblog.

Roses are red, violets are blue. Yoghurt is yummy and so are you.