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Tuesday, September 05, 2006

hullo. it's like 12am and i'm supposed to be sleeping like HOURS AGO?! i just had the urge to blog so i'll try to blog as quick as possible and get myself to sleep. i happened to be a little hungry so here i am, with my laptop on the small table in the kitchen, in between slurps of instant noodles while typing this entry. alright. shall blog on about TODAY.


TUESDAY. school starts at 1pm. and the alarm clock did a pretty good job of waking me up at 11am. HOWEVER, i still slept back. and ONLY forced myself out of my comfort zone at 1120am. and i didnt realised HOW long i actually took to bathe in the morning. i stepped into the bathroom at 1125, and only stepping out at 1150. i actually bathed for 25 minutes? seemed so much like 5 minutes to me -_-

rushed out of the house at 12. i tried to kick the habit of keeping track of the time. every single time i did that, it would only add on to my uneasiness of being LATE. and eventually, i reached school at 1pm SHARP. IM NOT LATE! yeah. ok so wat la, this isnt even an attendance-based class. it's just compulsory to attend. there was a pop workshop today, and most of our seniors played for us to see. most were good la. after lunchtime concert, went to MARINA SQUARE for lunch. ate at yoshinoya. beef bowl is the best shit. i kept overloading my beef bowl with that red spice crap, i can never get enough of it la. felt like ordering a second bowl but due to financial constraints, i didnt. 14-ed back to school, for the final class of the day. and we got bad news. on the lecture room door, there was a note pasted on it, saying that our class had been pushed back to 30 minutes later. and we actually kinda rushed back from Marina Square. sian.


stoned at the canteen for 30 minutes. and we were all really STONED. we just sat that there like statues for the next 30 minutes. and the girls were playing my psp. class as usual later. and this class wasnt that bad. because we GET TO WATCH VIDEOS! but im kinda pissed at this minority group of students in the lecture. they kept making noise and that pissed our lecturer off big time. class finished at 530pm. went home immediately nerd style. oh ya, before i forget. my sociability factor today in school.... is about 20%. i spoke less than 20 sentences for the whole day. this is getting worse la.

in the bus back, i remained on the lower deck of the bus as the top deck was crawling with students. something freaky happened la. halfway into the trip, i kept holding onto the safety bar as the bus was kinda jerky la. then i felt something moving on the top of my hand. then i looked. WHAT THE FUCK?! it's those GIANT, and i really mean GIANT, red ants on my hand. i kept shaking my right hand in an attempt to brush it off, and i look retarded but the fucking ant still stayed there so i flicked it off with my finger. THANKFULLY, the bitch didnt bite. or else, god knows how painful a bite from that bitch could be.

instead of taking NEL back home today, i took the red line instead. i did all of these just to accompany a friend back. got home realllllly early today. 710pm. and i saw hougang point going through quite a lot recently. firstly, BEST DENKI is gone. last year i always took frequent strolls into that store since it was damn big and i also could oogle at IT stuff. and now, the place is all boarded up. just wonder what would that big piece of land could transform into. secondly, WORLD OF SPORTS is gone, im not sure of the damn shop name, all i know it's some sports shop. but with the loss of that shop, it doesnt affect me anyway. and of the most recent, KFC IS GONE! i walked past it today. at first i thought KFC was undergoing renovation. but i took a closer look and saw that the interiors were destroyed COMPLETELY. the only gay restaurant remaining is MAC. not that i hate their food. but i just dont like the way they are paying their workers when they are such a frigging RICH company.

reached home and ate mom's cooking. miraculous? hahah. all in a bid to save that extra few dollars. it could mean a lot to me. did the usual shit i would do when im back home. laptop, com, MSN. tomorrow's gona be a loooooong day. picture 10am-7pm.

then SUDDENLY, a backstreet boys' tune came into my head. i started singing. suddenly i started missing all those old backstreet boys hits. then i went into my sister's vacant room(shes not in sg) and went through her drawers in search of the old backstreet boys CD. but instead..... i found something interesting. her DIARY. and a VERY old one indeed. pages are yellow with age.

it is slightly bigger than the size of ur regular school exercise book. colored pink on the covers. and had a hell lot of kiddy drawings, and stickers. i flipped to page ONE. and started getting engrossed into reading. it was like a kid's journal. every entry was SHORT, and wrote simple stuff such as "today i went to a PETFARM. i went shopping. i love today."

kiddy, yet cute. with atrocious kiddy handwriting. and i took note of the date at the end of every entry written. the first few pages were dated BACK TO 1992. YES, 1992 DAMNIT. and obviously, her handwriting grew neater as it was coming to the last few pages of the diary. one could obviously tell she grew older/smarter already. she used this diary from 1992-1994. that's like a gazillion years ago?? oh. oh! yes. in p6, i got to know she liked one guy! hahah. so sweet la. i cant believe that she actually preserved such MEMORIES. she's like coming 24 this year for those of you who dont know.

alright la. i feel like such a kaypoh now la. hahah. ok. i actually took some pics of her diary. seee it.

the FRONT.




the BACK. it has a picture of her and me together and i was BOTAK and really small then.




OK la. it's like really late now. im turning in. good night.

drown your fears with me,
i'm feeling real sorry
your glossy eyes dont need
the sadness that i've seen
but you're way too deep to swim
back up again
but somehow i cant find
the moment you went to him.

Purple Rose;
8:59 AM