life is not worth living if my hair is not there to share my joyful moments.
ps: bristles are technically not counted as hair. hair is something which can wave in the wind.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
the new world
tomorrow is enlistment day woohooo. jeromy is deeply pesimistic about it but i am disgustingly optimistic about it, yea i know its weird cause i am rarely positive about things.
i think the thing i would miss most is swimming, and my MP3.
ok i just got rid of my brother by threatening to flick nose shit at him. boy am i the brother of the year.
i have yet decided the name of my gun. it will probably be veronica or rose. just wanna name it after a flower. maybe i will call it lily. nah lily is such a cheena name, sorry to all those named lily. hmm what about lilian, or juile. ok i shall take my time.
my family is worried, all for different reasons. my mum is afraid that i might end up drawing flowers on my face with camoflage, anyway i told her who would want to shoot a pretty flower, and looks like she bought it. my father is afraid that i might lead singing cheers after remarking about my love of singing in the showers and in the room. i told him i cant do those "everywhere we go, ppl want to know...." songs, its beneath me, but i will be very willing to do any michael jackson or kelly clarkson or lady gaga songs. i can do colby o donis or the fray. my brother is afarid that i might snore. actually i do snore but what can you do about it? suck it up pansies. i am afraid of visiting my relatives without any hair on my head. maybe i will get a toupee or a paper bag.
ok i gotta sleep already.
they say the gun is your wife. maybe i will name it Aleshya.
i think the thing i would miss most is swimming, and my MP3.
ok i just got rid of my brother by threatening to flick nose shit at him. boy am i the brother of the year.
i have yet decided the name of my gun. it will probably be veronica or rose. just wanna name it after a flower. maybe i will call it lily. nah lily is such a cheena name, sorry to all those named lily. hmm what about lilian, or juile. ok i shall take my time.
my family is worried, all for different reasons. my mum is afraid that i might end up drawing flowers on my face with camoflage, anyway i told her who would want to shoot a pretty flower, and looks like she bought it. my father is afraid that i might lead singing cheers after remarking about my love of singing in the showers and in the room. i told him i cant do those "everywhere we go, ppl want to know...." songs, its beneath me, but i will be very willing to do any michael jackson or kelly clarkson or lady gaga songs. i can do colby o donis or the fray. my brother is afarid that i might snore. actually i do snore but what can you do about it? suck it up pansies. i am afraid of visiting my relatives without any hair on my head. maybe i will get a toupee or a paper bag.
ok i gotta sleep already.
they say the gun is your wife. maybe i will name it Aleshya.
Friday, January 29, 2010
da buffet
not going to school causes me to lose my humour.
well this was what happened today.
woke up in the morning (feeling like p diddy...) to pangseh eileen and yi ning.
went back to sleep.
woke up again to eat my daily fruit bowl which i hate like fuck. every mouthful makes me wanna shoot vomit.
played red alert.
went for buffet.
there was this aunty with a shaved head and a spiked fringe. i call her army auntie and laughed at it for the whole of dinner. i had to resist the urge to rub my palm and face against her shaved head.
then there was this other couple at the lobster table. so like a typical singaporean, when the lobster was refilled, she and her husband piled like 6 or seven lobsters on their plates. i was right behind her, reaching for a plate when i saw that she took all the fucking lobsters. so i graciously put the plate down and walked away begrudgingly. actually i wanted to stab her eyes with the Alaskan Crab legs and take her lobsters. oh yea and smash the plate i was holding on to on her jello face. she has so many folds on her neck that i thought she was wearing a fur scarf. eat la eat la, i hope ure arteries harden before you can leave the lobster table.
well this was what happened today.
woke up in the morning (feeling like p diddy...) to pangseh eileen and yi ning.
went back to sleep.
woke up again to eat my daily fruit bowl which i hate like fuck. every mouthful makes me wanna shoot vomit.
played red alert.
went for buffet.
there was this aunty with a shaved head and a spiked fringe. i call her army auntie and laughed at it for the whole of dinner. i had to resist the urge to rub my palm and face against her shaved head.
then there was this other couple at the lobster table. so like a typical singaporean, when the lobster was refilled, she and her husband piled like 6 or seven lobsters on their plates. i was right behind her, reaching for a plate when i saw that she took all the fucking lobsters. so i graciously put the plate down and walked away begrudgingly. actually i wanted to stab her eyes with the Alaskan Crab legs and take her lobsters. oh yea and smash the plate i was holding on to on her jello face. she has so many folds on her neck that i thought she was wearing a fur scarf. eat la eat la, i hope ure arteries harden before you can leave the lobster table.
Friday, January 22, 2010
joke / quote of the day 11
yn says:
ive always wondered
how stefan looked like
as a kid
Be the DUMPER or become the DUMPEE says:
like a golf ball
ive always wondered
how stefan looked like
as a kid
Be the DUMPER or become the DUMPEE says:
like a golf ball
Thursday, January 21, 2010
its a wonderful day today. the birds dancing gaily in the sky while the leaves rustle lazily in the morning breeze and at that very moment, my brother almost killed someone with his bottle.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
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