Monday, February 06, 2006
hello. i've just got tagged to play in this stupid quiz. heck, i'll check do it anyway, i'm dead bored and its about 430am in the morning now haha.
8 different points of the perfect lover(FEMALE)
1) she must be able to click with me very well, so we can chat like hours together
2) also knows how to dress well to impress, like a sexy top paired with a mini skirt. omg. my hormones are raging haha. not always so sexy la, just nice, or not other guys would keep staring.
3)preferably the same music taste as me. i dont want a girl who loves techno. or trance or whatever ugly music out there.
4)decent looks. so i can stare at her face for hours
5)honesty, as i hate girls who lie. i lie too, but i lie to irritate people, i.e, jokes
6)a nice slim body. i wouldnt mind a little baby fat.
7)has the intention of asking me out, not ME asking her out for dates all the time
8)mustn't be a money-minded slut, not asking me to buy SO MANY things for her. one or two stuff i wouldnt mind treating her.
Completed. done. life was normal as usual these days. maybe something slightly different, like the start of my second term of my japanese class next week. wee. i got a whole bunch of new worksheets. and boy, do they look super complicated. i shouldnt be complaining anyway, i'm really enthusiastic about taking up this language. sadly, the dudes and dudettes in my class are slowly disappearing each lesson. they are only like 3 other people besides me who turn up successfully on each week. the others, i dont know what happened to them. sigh. i asked some dudes like Irvin, he said he wasnt sure about continuing the course, andrea, my partner, the 14 year old gymnast from NYGH wasnt sure either. everyone's disappearing! so it's gonna be left with me and Zee, the 28 year old female english teacher. I had my usual jap lessons this sat, and as usual, after class, i accompanied Andrea to the bustop. she came to class today in her school U, directly from her gymnastics CCA. she ALWAYS wanted to go home after class. the day is still damn young, it's only like 5pm. nvm, so i sent her off, and then i became a loner in the streets of orchard. oops, forgot to mention this. andrea recommended me to try some ice-cream from Gelatissimo, some fucking expensive ice-cream outlet outside of Lido. so i tried that whatever chocolate flavour, and it's fucking good. it's like Ferrero Rocher, only the ice-cream version. costs me $3.90 for a damn scoop. i noticed that that chin-gay thing is still on, and many students participating, most probably for them to complete their CIP hours haha. i met some of my old dude schoolmates at somerset, not really much change in their physical appearance, it's been 4 months since i last saw them, and barely a change in hairlength. then suddenly, i've got the urge to go to HMV.. as i wanted to check out BFMV's album, The Poison. then something else happened instead. i saw this girl browsing CDs.. she looks nice from the backview, so i pretended to get in front and browse the CDs(those were boyband CDs) but actually i wanted to get a glimpse of her face. she was kinda cute... wearing emo specs. she looked at me too. then suddenly i wanted to piss. shit. i ran the loo, and faster did my business and went back to the area. she was still there.. buying a CD this time, i can see from the corner of my eye, she was looking at me too. woohoo! then later i just pretended to stone at the section i was in. and continue looking at her. she didnt go off, she still hid somewhere to browse CDs. then heck, i just went up to her and started a conversation. she responded positively. rather weird for a cute girl to go shopping alone isnt it? then i was with her the entire day, we chatted about musical influences, it was great. went about around the whole of orchard, lastly to Toys R Us at forums. and she displayed her love for big soft toys, not any big soft toy, only ponies. she kept hugging them. i was like -_-" nvm. shall not elaborate so much la. so being a 14 year old, she has the damn C. C stands for Curfew. i hate curfews!! especially if girls have them. i just sent her off at the mrt station later, and got her number too. yesterday i smsed her like from 5pm to 11pm, hahah, imagine my bills. i just wasted $69 for no reason a few hours back. i was at the mall below, my motive was to buy only ice-cream. then i saw an XBOX GAME. i bought it. i swiftly whipped out my ATM card, oblivious to the fact that i had used up more than half of my salary. and i had a heartache just now, thinking about $69 gone in a flash. i'm getting annoyed at shirt cuttings at band merchandise shops. i saw a new saosin shirt, i tried it, and it looks damn weird on my body! like its so damn tight on my chest, like i could see my heart beating. it sucks. saw someone outside Image 2001, wearing that same saosin shirt that i tried on earlier. it annoys me. really. imagine i went up to talk to him. here is the made-up conversation as follows.
me: hi dude. nice saosin shirt you've got there.
guy in saosin shirt: thanks. ur a fan of them too?
me: yes, a really big fan. i have like almost all their tracks, even unreleased ones.
guy in saosin shirt: oh. cool.
me: whats ur favourite song from them?
guy in saosin shirt: err. bury your head?
me: any others? they have a ton of great tracks.
guy in saosin shirt: erm.. not sure of the rest. havent checked out..
me: ...
me: alright, im goin off now bye dude.
what im trying to show in that made up conversation above, is to show that that dude in the saosin shirt is none other than a frickin poseur, an aweful breed of people who are vastly populating at an alarming rate, thanks to idiots on friendster who vomit out all the bands they know on the "favourite music" section, just to show that they know a lot of bands, but they never or barely listen to them at all. i mean, why buy a band shirt when you know like only a few songs from them, worst, buying the shirt only because the design looks cool. holy god. it's like 5:15am now. wtf and im still awake typing out this entry. im kinda reluctant to go out tomorrow afternoon. jerry asked me to follow him to jurong to repair his mp3. JURONG goddamnit. going there is like driving to Kuala Lumpur from singapore. the North-South line fucking sux after YCK station, goin towards jurong east. i dont think i could wake up tomorrow afternoon to follow this dude. he said meet at 130pm. 1:30?! i think i'll still be caught in wonderland. oh yeah. i just learnt a new BFMV song on guitar recently. been playing that song for like 2948924 times already. so fun.. even though im playing it on my shitty guitar. argh. i've been sleeping at really unearthly hours ever since i finished my O levels. can you believe that i've been sleepy between 4-6am for every single night since the last O level paper back last november. i must find a way to kill insomnia. people tell me it's really damn really damn really damn super uber damn damn unhealthy to continue with my unearthly sleeping times. argh. i've got tons more to blog about, but now i think i should really kick my own ass to bed, it's gonna be 6 soon, and students will wake up soon to go to school hahah. and i HATE going to bed when i see sunlight. sometimes, i happily listen to music without realising it's already like 7AM. then i pulled my curtains aside and SUNLIGHT BURNT MY EYES!! ARGH!! it's super unpleasant sleeping in my room, with my curtain's having that "glow of sunshine" and my room wouldnt be as dark as i wanted it to be. urgh.. i think i should really sleep now. good night.. err more of good morning. NIGHT.(dawn actually)
