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*...why am i not a machine?...*

wouldn't that be great? or perhaps 1/2 great...so these soles wouldn't be so sore. and with all the thoughts running through my head walking from one end to another, i could just print it out instead of trying to recall by bashing myself against the wall. well, i could write it down but all i have to write on is a hello kitty notebook. that doesn't make me look cool. i am tired of waiting for some kid to appear with my records so i thought i might go somewhere to relax. i find an internet cafe. (aren't i pathetic.)

so anyway! i have been in singapore for about 6 hours and i wanna go home. yeah. the people here are strange. (i mean, not that people elsewhere are not strange but people in general are strange but...)it's just strange that i used to live here 10 years ago and just seeing the same shops in the same place urks me out. like, aren't places supposed to progress or something?! and have the population suddenly tripled overnight?i keep having to squeeze through and repeatedly mouth excuse me or sorry. it's not like i am a very big person or anything. back to the strange people...well they just are. apart from that, the city has many interesting shops and the weather is nice and grey which makes that a change. yay.

i return home tomorrow. kuala lumpur may not be paradise but at least i can breathe a little.

: i texted lina and she said she's at the usual coffeeshop and i go to meet her. just that the usual coffeeshop doesn't look usual. it's very flashy with blue lighting and yellow umbrella shades. i sit down turn around. and there's this alley where families are having their photos taken. and the thing is they pose with guns and after the photo is done, they shoot each other.i'm not sure if there was too much blood or anything.:

i have listened to mates of state, slint, the party of helicopters, the cache and the rondelles.

take care everyone. xxx.