So easy,

Thursday, April 06, 2006

it has been a while. i keep forgetting to update -_- nvm la. finally i'm updating now, at 452am, on april 7th, a friday morning. its been a long long day. i went over the bar today, i was extremely late for music class, and i really mean, sUPER late. class was due to start at 2pm as usual, and at 145pm, i was still at home, styling my hair in front of the mirror in my room -_-
dad woke me up at 1245, but i delayed till 1, i was extremely tired, i slept at 7am, which meant i only got 5 hours of sleep. then after i showered, i still had to dump my guitar equipment into my bag, which took about 5-10 minutes, and it was already 130 then. shit la. then i wonder wtf was i thinking, i still took my own sweet time to style my hair. then after realising my stupidity, i rushed down to the bustop, when i was like approximately 20 meters away from the bustop, my bus had just arrived, i sprinted, and lucky i caught that bus, if i didnt, i'll be damn pissed. the bus trip lasted 2 and a half songs long, according to my ipod, thats pretty quick, smooth traffic and less assholes boarding at the stops, and when i alighted, i ran all the way down to the mrt, and AGAIN, the mrt doors closed on me, and the next fucking MRT is 6 minutes and it was already 204pm. and after the long boring ride, i reached class at 240pm. neat. class ended less than an hour's time. then i went to meet weiwen, watched him cut his hair. then later we realised we were damn late for our jamming session, so we decided to take a cab there, from suntec to serangoon. the queue was hideous. we were still happily chatting, without realising that we were at the queue's half mark and it was already 459pm, and we booked the 5pm slot. didnt receive any call from the rest, so we assumed everyone was late haha. we finally got a cab later, but the cabby is a dumbass. he kept speaking in chinese and it's pissing us all off. and he doesnt seem to know how to get to our location. asshole, but somehow through miracles, he got us there.

sad to say, todays jamming session was retarded, and not quite as fun as i expected. had no proper song in mind to play, plus the eq was fucked, the sounds were all mixed like rojak, i cant fucking hear every instrument clearly. next time i hope we can equalise the sounds properly. then during a break i took, i saw a copy of the newspaper, someone must have bought it. i must say... it has the nicest cover picture of all articles, on the cover there was a picture of sizzzzzzling hot Kumi Koda, japan's sex siren. omg. that pic of her is so fucking fucking hot la, she oozes a LOT of sex appeal, with her very very revealing clothes and her cleavage is spilling like hell. ok la i shutup. this proves that sex sells. i bet any girl can get famous here in singapore, just have a sexy bod, get spotted by a talent scout, get signed to a record company, and they doll her up nicely, write for her songs, she sings it, and tadah, she's famous already. it's all about image la. the girl is hot,her albums sell like hotcakes, even if she could barely sing. sadly, thats reality la. popularity > raw talent

then after jamming we went to eat at the indian coffeeshop nearby. and the prata i ordered was contaminated, i was "enjoying" my meal halfway, then i realised there was an ant on one of my pratas, i was too hungry to spit out my food la, thats my first meal of the day, at 7pm, i never ate the whole day. so i brushed it off quickly. i dont think i'll ever wana eat at that place again, this is not the first time they have shit in their food. there was another time i ordered some mee from them, and there was a fucking live insect inside my meal, i lost my appetite instantly. i should have complained. hygiene level of that place = 2%

then wei's brother suggested to watch V for Vendetta, i already watched that movie, so i pretty much didnt have the mood to watch, so i just said i didnt have enough money, lol. and i watched the movie for free later. the theatre was on level 9 again. then halfway throughout the movie i wanted to piss, then me and wei went walking around outside for a while, jokingly suggesting to play the xbox outside and ditch the movie, ahha we were clearly bored la. then i was fucking thirsty, i went to the vendingmachine to purchase a drink. all the fucking drinks cost $2.50 each?! heck, i had enough coins anyway, i needed to get rid of them so i just bought the small bottle of coke for $2.50, i was lazy to queue up at the counter as there were so many people. blah thats about it for a day.

even though i've been snacking heavily during the wee hours of the morning daily, i have been losing weight recently. i took my weight a few days back and i've dropped to 46kg. wtf. i used to maintain at 50kg. i have a weird body. when i start snacking more, i lose weight. -_-
i am still unable to sleep at regular times. maybe my body got strongly used to it i guess it would be damn hard to shake it off and return back to humanly sleeping times. last time when i had to sleep early to wake up for an important appointment the next morning, i could sleep normally at 10pm every night, naturally. that lasted only for about 3 days or so, then after that i've resumed back my extremely unhealthy lifestyle again. and duh, insomnia naturally came back. i still havent showered yet since i came back just now at almost 1am. and it's 530am now. an hour's time, and sec school pupils would rise and shine, dragging themselves to the bathroom and start their boring day soon. l0l. its a friggin friday, early dismissals for some schools. so fridays shouldnt be that bad. for me now i only worry if i could not wake up later for class. i have a 2 litre bottle of fresh orange juice beside me now, i dont pour my drinks in glasses normally, i usualyl drink purely from the bottle itself, and i'm gona finish this 2litre bottle soon, all by myself. lol. im a heavy drinker. too much dairy products can lead to getting diarhorrea. i just knew about that not long ago. i knew last time i loved drinking cartons of milk non stop in the dead of the night, and about an hour after downing those cartons i had an explosive time in the loo. so now i;ve learnt from my mistakes and stayed away from milk cartons at night. and replaced them with orange juice bottles instead. drinking too much orange juice also has its own bad points. i duno la, heard rumours that it'll give me a bad throat. should i believe or not. my throat is fine wat.

i wished i had a new bed. i remembered some beds i liked when i went product-browsing at ikea last time. some beds have that special rest, usually for people to place their meals on and have breakfast at the comfort of their own beds in the morning. how cool is that, and damn relaxing too. you wake up after a long rest the night before, your room door swings open and a maid serves you breakfast, and you wouldnt need to step ur feet outta ur bed even. im dreaming la, i dont even have a maid or a servant, and my mom wouldnt approve of me eating in my room, plus it's a meal eaten ON the bed, so if i spill food or a drink, all hell breaks loose la, prepare for insect invasion, or uncomfy nights. my mom strongly disapproves of me eating in my room. because of hygienic reasons. i usually go against her rules, but i only do it when shes not around.

ahhhh. i wana eat steak everyday. i had a meal of sirloin steak at cafe cartel a few days back, and i cant stop dreaming of it. the taste is just electrifying, with great sauce, and sides. argh. no $$ la. actually i have, but i just dont have the heart to splurge on expensive meals and stuff. once my money goes below $100, i'll feel like a beggar already.

yesterday i didnt realise that i was still surfing the net, it was already DAMNN bright outside, the sun was slowly coming up, until i pulled aside the curtains and sunlight burns my skin a little so i immediately somersaulted into bed, covered blankets over my entire body and plugged into wonderland. sianzzz.ZZ. no wetdreams for me in 4294824 years, neither do i have any pleasant dreams. i ever had several cases of my dreams, which became reality later, it's damn scary la, when you thought everything u saw in ur dream was a hoax, it became real. mostly school-related stuff i dreamt became reality la, those were all my old sec sch related stuff la, now i havent had that special case of dream-becoming-reality yet at the moment.

room's so cold, im only in boxers. my PJs lay out nicely on my bed, im gona slip into them soon. even though im sweet 18, i never fail to wear PJs every night to sleep. i guess im too used to it.

everyday before i go to bed, i'll think of her. wondering what are dreaming of now, in ur peaceful sleep, are you having a nightmare or a sugar sweet dream. i still dont have the courage to pop that sensitive question up yet. someday i will. someday.......... or are you happy being single... a thousand questions in my head, with all the what if's lining up in my head.

ooh. i miss heerrr. argh. snap out of it. love is a feeling. a great feeling, but not all the time. i picture of "Love" as an exotic flower, but with sharp thorns, i hold it at the correct spot, and smell the fragrance of it, enjoying every molecule of air breathed in, and sometimes, accidents happen, my fingers accidentally slide down and i poke the thorns on the flower, and i'm left with a scar, and i bleed. that's what i picture of "Love". The part where i cut my finger, signifies hardship in a relationship. ok. i feel that i sound stupid.

in real life, i feel that of a guy's life is somehow like a video game. a Role Playing Game to be exact. you start out being a regular single male. and females, often come by and leave, and sometimes, you fall in love, and in order to win that girl's heart, you need to, "level up" as in have a change of appearance like having a new hairstyle, buying accessories like clothes to increase ur "attractiveness" level. or go to the gym to beef up ur body to up points on ur "sex appeal" level. and very often, after reaching those peaks, like a high level, there would be occasional "Boss" battles where you have to show ur true colors and fight for the girl you like, and that "boss" im referring to would be other guys. especially another guy who seems to like the same girl as you do, and with more experience points you gain, you somehow beat the guy and you win the girl's heart. and it just doesnt end off that well. after you got the girl, you would need to maintain her to the fullest, it's like taking care of a pokemon, ignoring her or treating would result in her leaving you. lol. fuck. holy dog. gona be 630am already. i gotta bathe la!!!

Purple Rose;
1:53 PM