last nite:
: there was a one inch button workshop. everyone pinned their buttons everywhere. on their shirts, pants, bags. what everyone had to do was to get to know as many people as possible in the fastest amount of time and know what buttons everyone had. not only that, they had to know the band name and history. :
last last nite:
: went shopping at a mango-esque boutique. the 'in' thing was white shirts with green vertical stripes. i wanted one for myself but there wasn't anything i could afford. the boutique was two levels and i proceeded downstairs to have a look at accessories and they had stationery too. dad came along and showed me these nice looking notepads with nice pictures of bands i liked. pictures of bunnies and bears and pandas. but in reality, these bands do not exist. :
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my birthday is coming soon.
not that it matters but this is what happens every year:
i get excited for about a month prior and when the actual day comes, it doesn't really feel like it's my birthday and when it passes, i think about all the stuff i should've done and wanted to do in the past. and then i don't think about it anymore and 12 months go by and i feel this way again.
it kinda sucks but not really.
xox
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
: the doors to my new apartment were like cupboard doors. and in the apartment itself, there were too many drawers and appliances. :
: went for a drive with 2 kids from kl. and ended up falling asleep in someone else's house. we met the tenants when we woke up and 1 of them had difficulty choosing his shoes. the vans or the ugly brown ones. :
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i see the counter ticking and yet no one is signing the guestbook.
why is that so?
have you nothing to say? or are you scared?
or are guestbooks too 20th century for you?
suckass.
: went for a drive with 2 kids from kl. and ended up falling asleep in someone else's house. we met the tenants when we woke up and 1 of them had difficulty choosing his shoes. the vans or the ugly brown ones. :
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i see the counter ticking and yet no one is signing the guestbook.
why is that so?
have you nothing to say? or are you scared?
or are guestbooks too 20th century for you?
suckass.
Monday, March 10, 2008
long time no dream.
last nite i dreamt i was building a stadium. the race track was a terrible job though so i had it redone. also, in order to use the race track, you had to be attached to a giant catapult.
the previous nite, i dreamt the walls of my new place were painted yellow and green.
not good.
i can't wait for my new records to arrive.
oh! how juvenile of me...
last nite i dreamt i was building a stadium. the race track was a terrible job though so i had it redone. also, in order to use the race track, you had to be attached to a giant catapult.
the previous nite, i dreamt the walls of my new place were painted yellow and green.
not good.
i can't wait for my new records to arrive.
oh! how juvenile of me...
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
*it's getting dusty in here*
sometime last week i had a dream where he called to say he got a job as a sushi instructor. and in that same dream too, i was in australia but it didn't look it. and i had to babysit 2 baby boys and i went to the pet shop. and i asked for 9 monkeys and changed my mind and only got 2 monkeys. and then i went to straits. it didn't look like straits but it was and one of the monkeys escaped from my bag and made a huge ruckus in the store. everyone went crazy. and it ended up sitting at the top of a record shelf. i looked in my bag to check on the other monkey but it had turned into a cat.
and sometime last week too i dreamt i went to penang via a cruise ship. and i saw an alligator swimming up while i was walking on a jetty. there was a ploy to capture tourists on the island and i managed to escape and when i supposedly reached singapore, i was suddenly in the middle of the woods and it was snowing. i looked at the hills and there were these people on tractors racing and crashing down the hills. it was a sport called 'tree toring'. tearing down the tress apparently.
yeah.
and oh, the other day i dreamt i bought a creative mp3 player but the cover was pink and i asked the dude to change it. and whilst he did that, i woke up.
and today my mp3 player died on me when i needed it the most. and it was so fucking annoying cos it was the day where more commuters were plugged in than usual and you could hear their awful tunes and i tried humming tunes in my head but it didn't work.
i miss a few people. and i wonder where they are and what they're doing. there's a high possibility they could be on facebook but i'm not gonna be on that evil thing. no i am not. hopefully i'll bump into them on the streets and they'll still look the same cos i still look the same. just that i have additional horns on my head.
listen to athlete.
sometime last week i had a dream where he called to say he got a job as a sushi instructor. and in that same dream too, i was in australia but it didn't look it. and i had to babysit 2 baby boys and i went to the pet shop. and i asked for 9 monkeys and changed my mind and only got 2 monkeys. and then i went to straits. it didn't look like straits but it was and one of the monkeys escaped from my bag and made a huge ruckus in the store. everyone went crazy. and it ended up sitting at the top of a record shelf. i looked in my bag to check on the other monkey but it had turned into a cat.
and sometime last week too i dreamt i went to penang via a cruise ship. and i saw an alligator swimming up while i was walking on a jetty. there was a ploy to capture tourists on the island and i managed to escape and when i supposedly reached singapore, i was suddenly in the middle of the woods and it was snowing. i looked at the hills and there were these people on tractors racing and crashing down the hills. it was a sport called 'tree toring'. tearing down the tress apparently.
yeah.
and oh, the other day i dreamt i bought a creative mp3 player but the cover was pink and i asked the dude to change it. and whilst he did that, i woke up.
and today my mp3 player died on me when i needed it the most. and it was so fucking annoying cos it was the day where more commuters were plugged in than usual and you could hear their awful tunes and i tried humming tunes in my head but it didn't work.
i miss a few people. and i wonder where they are and what they're doing. there's a high possibility they could be on facebook but i'm not gonna be on that evil thing. no i am not. hopefully i'll bump into them on the streets and they'll still look the same cos i still look the same. just that i have additional horns on my head.
listen to athlete.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Monday, November 12, 2007
(i)school and hostel at kcpps. subjects were physics, chemistry, maths and bahasa. i was having problems with math i think but i wasn't too sure. my room was at 3g and cayang cat was supposed to bunk with me but i wasn't sure. there were kids from zimbabwe who had trouble with directions and mr no-neck asked me to ask mrs yew about something. who the fuck is mrs yew? some old teacher with a yellow frock with brown curly hair and gold rimmed glasses. never seen her before in my entire life.
(ii)had to go to an atm to top up my phone credit but problems occurred and many people tried to help including cayang cat but it didn't work. and suddenly an alarm rang and a lady behind me said i had to use the joystick which miraculously appeared to my left. i told her to mind her own business but she made the alarm stop.
such silliness.
listen to the specials.
*bobs head up and down*
(ii)had to go to an atm to top up my phone credit but problems occurred and many people tried to help including cayang cat but it didn't work. and suddenly an alarm rang and a lady behind me said i had to use the joystick which miraculously appeared to my left. i told her to mind her own business but she made the alarm stop.
such silliness.
listen to the specials.
*bobs head up and down*