♥ Friday, August 06, 2004
is today my unlucky day or is wendy jinxed?
today was the national day celebration. the performance in the morning was ran well, and i enjoyed sitting beside tim and crapping as usual. remembered the days we talked so much zat used to scold me. hmmm.. now everyone's leaving.. i have no one to talk to.. hAHhahhaHaAHa.. oh well.. and yah.. its yilin's birthday! hAh! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL ONE.. C;
and when we finished 'celebrating' yilin's birthday, wendy and me walked to somerset's MRT station and wendy was complaining bout the crows yakking on the trees and the droppings on the carpark's road. i was wondering wat if those crows shat and the doodoo would fall right onto ur hair and the grossly slimey and yucky thang sticks to ur hair like glue..wat would u do and stuff.. she said 'yah lor yah lor, so disguisting..' and as we were an inch away from the MRT's into-tunnel-escalator, some crap DROPPED onto MY hair. great, NOW WAT?! i touched my hair, great! birds DROPPINGS! wow, amazingly stunned and grossed out, i wiped the crap from my hair and it was orangey red. wendy convinced me that it was the birds' FOOD. it probably was cuz it smelt like a fruit and yes, it was sticky, NOT slimey. the first thing i said was like "whoah, i juz struck lottery" in hokkien. mUAHhaHAHahhhahaHhA.. SHIT lor! darn. i thank gawd it was a fruit. darnit man. it realy sucks. my hair is all itchy now. damn that fruit.
things are really not meant to be
i hate you.
you're busy all day and night.
i hate it.
why do you make things go this way.
i am all nuts bout you but you just take things for granted.
let it be k?
and yeah, i wont like you anymore.
liking you was a big mistake.
i was young and stupid.
i wont like you.
dont dream too much about me anymore.
you wont have the chance of me sweet talking to you AT ALL.
things just arent really meant to be.
so please scram and shoo shoo, go away.
i have never met anyone as foolish.
you cant force me.
there's no way you can.
haahaa. Xb people go on about how they wait for their love ones
while i go on about how i hate MY supposed-to-be love ones.
i am not as naive and gullible as those girls are.
3 words. TSK TSK TSK.
though how much i go on about i love them, it just aint it.
i just never found the right one.
and i never had, YET. it was never right infront of my eyes.
i only go for people i would go for and not people who would go for me.
i believed in that. to chance upon people i might like.
no life was ever cursed.
no man should dread his life.
happiness is all about shaping it in your own hands.
no one's life is ever made so perfectly,
that he/she wouldnt need to think about anything at all.
life is just like clearing your bowels everyday.
it depends on what you eat to make it a good one OR not.
if you eat the correct food, things would go smooth-sailing.
but if you eat the wrong things, things would go all bad for you.
whats wrong with the neighbours?!
mUAHhahAHHAhahHhAHha. they are repeating this REALLY high pitched choir-sung song.
it is so irritating. the voices are ringing in my ears.
eurgh.
`iamplatonictowardsyou.`
lyNn fU . : : s n a z z y -me- i n v o g u e : : .
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