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Monday, March 20, 2006

another bitchy day again. i dont think i'll blog that much today. just gonna talk about the little stuff that happened today, a little crapping and i'll close the entry. i slept at 5am the previous night, nothing new, i was tired when i woke upp this morning. the alarm clock pissed me off when it blasted music to wake me up. i just set it to snooze. i set the alarm clock at 1145am, and i wanted to rest until at least 1215pm. so i rested... for a while and that " a while" turned out to be damn long. and it was soon 1230pm when i opened my eyes again. shit. i think i'm gonna be late again. so i did the standard stuff and left my house at 110pm. i didnt style my hair well, and i guess it looked like shit today.

i was late again. this time it was not as bad as other days la. my class starts at 2pm sharp. the previous times i walked into class at 220pm. teacher was annoyed. today she was kinda in a good mood so i was alright. so i finished class at 330pm and went to funan mall for my lunch and ate at the very usual "ulu" snack parlour called "Pick&Bite" and the aunty was smart today.
damn. no more extra side orders for free.

: (

the only reason why i ate there was because it had quite a variety of food to choose from. and in a very "ya kun kaya toast" type of environment. it was like a mix of ya kun kaya toast + old chang kee as there was a section for fishballs, carrot cakes and bla bla. and also toast + coffee.
then after im done with eating, i just went up to challenger to hog the 360 sets. then i saw a familiar friend. joel. he was playing crappy NBA on 360. i hate basketball. and finally! im not alone anymore. so i kinda followed him around city hall area for the next 2 hours of so.

then i had a nightmare for a split second when i noticed a girl walking with a guy from afar in peninsular shopping center. a red haired girl. she looked at me. then she smiled. then i remembered her.. she's my ex girlfriend. oh no. so i smiled sheepishly back at her. how awkward. lol i cant stop this.. word vomit... noooo! she has slightly fatter legs now. hahah. i feel so bad. i just loaded my bag with a shitload of xbox360 brochures today. now they're all over my room door. and it got my mom irritated hahah. this is not over yet. i'm gona paste one on her own room door when she sleeps later. so thats the first thing she'll look at in the next morning haha. i highly doubt she'll get for me that anyway, but it's all done just for the fun of it.

i'm playing with your nice shoulder-length hair. i kiss you on the cheek. you smile back at me. i held your hand, you grasped my hand so tightly, so affectionate. our love is strong. we look at each other in the eyes. you are so cute. nothing could come in between us. no matter how many cuter guys out there, you would only have your eyes on me, only me. your arms around my waist, mine around yours. you close your eyes... and your head moved forward. i did the same, as our lips were about to touch... suddenly... YOU SLAP ME HARD!!

wtf i'm dreaming again. it's those stupid dreams again. nightmares actually. the really weird thing is that girl in my dream looks very similar to someone i know in real life. is this fated? no, fucking bullshit of course duh. it's really near. i'm about 2 hours away from turning 18. i feel so old. more doors open for me, like the ability to get a driving license, buying alcohol legally, watching M18 movies and so on. i havent grown physically, at all. i wanna build up some muscles. but i guess i'm too lazy to do that. most of the time, i'll be out, slacking after classes, and when i get back home, i'll be chatting online, and later, i'll be speeding through my homework and then i'll be jumping into bed, and yes, the day is wrapped up. how boring. i've neglected my darling(guitar) for one week. i wanted to pick you up later, but i just feel so lazy... the wirings on the floor and on the table are giving me headaches. i want my birthday cake. i'm craving it for it now. the sweet taste of cream, chocolate, bah, everything is nice. i havent chosen my cake yet.

just now i asked my mom.

"hey, what day is it tomorrow???"
mom: tuesday.
"cmon, not any ordinarily tuesday."
mom: er. whats so special about that day.
"..."
"i know you're doing this on purpose"

well, one thing i know is, i dont really like my own birthday to be such a joyous occasion. like, i hate throwing such a BIG birthday bash. it's like so... unlikely of me and i'll feel really weird. i dont care much for presents. just a simple, honest, directly from the heart, "happy birthday!"
would do good. i'll be satisfied just hearing those. of course, no birthday for me is complete without a birthday cake haha. i always had a bad idea of buying a really big or expensive cake. and since i dont throw parties, all this cake would be shared like among 3 or 4 people. and most of the time my parents arent home. so this cake would be rotting in the fridge. i'll gladly give out some slices to friends. if they want. lastly, i'm looking forward for my re-test at Lasalle this coming early may, i hope to pass it well, confidently, and therefore, proudly declare myself a Lasalle student. it has always been my passion, to study music. secondly, i like food too, not just eating, i wanna be a great cook. so that i can cook for my girlfriend in future. lol i should stop dreaming.

argh. all's said for today. good bye.

Purple Rose;
4:57 AM