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Friday, January 26, 2007

back for a quick update on FRIDAY. woke up like 1015am, and it was so freaking cold even though my mom had turned off the aircon and that leaves with only the ceiling fan running. even with a blanket on, it still feels cold. weird. the first thing i did after getting up was to peep through the curtains.

ah. ok, it rained earlier this morning. self-explanatory.

the water in the shower was colder than usual. i shivered a little, even though the heater was switched on. i messed around with the heating knob and after a while, the water became like freaking boiling water. ok, not such a good idea to meddle with that knob afterall.

ok, and so i skipped the 12pm class as i think there wasnt much stuff important in it, neither do they even take attendance. left home like 12, and went over to serangoon's Mcdonalds. it was lik 1230 when i entered, and felt glad that empty seats were aplenty. ordered a large Green Tea, opened up my laptop and starting doing my japanese homework.

Skynetglobal, usually fucking sluggish, was different at this outlet. it connected in a breeze, weird. maybe i'm the only dude using their service as i dont see any other laptops around.

come 115pm, students started filling up the seats. soon after, all the seats around me were filled with lower sec schoolgirls. and with their bags all over the place, i found myself in a difficult situation to get out once i got my japanese homework done.

2pm.

finally got out of macdonalds and on to board 158 to school. here's the surprise i got for the day. about three-quarters into the journey, when the bus was passing by Macpherson Primary School, someone boarded, i shall name him Stupid, Fat, Annoying Primary School Kid. (SFAPSK for short as its too long)

obviously, i fucking hate kids, especially those who cant shut up. ok, this annoying kid sat beside me at the last seat of the bus, i didnt even notice his presence as i was engrossed in my PSP game, i'm using Manchester UTD in a hot match against Chelsea, and currently leading. then suddenly. this bitch stepped on my pants. wtf? stepped on my lap to be exact. he doesnt know how to sit, he might be brought up in a zoo instead of human household.

he apologised, ok, im fine with it. then suddenly he struck up a conversation with me, and i didnt have the mood to answer. it went something like this..

SFAPSK : Sorry ! sorry! (after stepping on my pants)

Me: (gave him an annoyed look for about 4 seconds, then got on with my game)

SFAPSK : eh!! soccer gAME!!!!!!!

Me : (ignored him completely)

SFAPSK : i like soccer sia. how much u buy that thing? I only got gameboy sia.

Me : (on ignore mode)

SFAPSK : my favourite team is Liverpool. what urs? they beat Chelsea hahahaha!

Me : manchester united. (i finally had the heart to reply)

SFAPSK : they lose to Arsenal hahahha!

Me : .... (no reply, still engrossed in my game)

SFAPSK : looks so fun sia. u wat team in the game?

Me : manUTD.

SFAPSK :(keeps mentioning the player names whenever they got possesion of the ball in my game, trying to show his vast knowledge in EPL)

Me : (still on ignore mode)

SFAPSK : Uncle, can let me play please? one time only.

Me : NO. (WHAT did he just call me?! i dont know who the fuck he is, why should i bother letting him get his filty hands on my PSP)

SFAPSK : please la uncle......... one time only.

Me : YESSSS!!! (im only cheering to myself because im currently owning Chelsea 3-0 )

he kept quite for the next 5 minutes, finally realising that i totally dislike his presence.

SFAPSK : one time only la, uncle, please....

Me : NO. im going to get down SOON. (this kid never gives up. he doesnt understand what's the meaning of NO.)

(meanwhile, i said i was going down "soon" and this shut the kid up for a while, however..)

10 minutes later.

SFAPSK : uncle, i thought you say u going down soon?

Me : Very SOON la.

SFAPSK : nice goal sia!!!!! (i scored yet another goal against Chelsea making it 4-0)

Me : ok.

SFAPSK : eh where u live? i going to go down soon, i stay at Old Airport Road there. uncle you must be schooling around there right?

Me : ya. i live really farrr away from here. dont bother asking me where i live because i wont tell you.

SFAPSK : ok la uncle, i go already, bye. let me play next time la.

Me : there wont be any NEXT time. i have no idea who you are.

SFAPSK : what no next time?

Me : ... (this kid is really fucking dumb)

255pm, he finally got off the bus, YAY.

and ok, i got into school, went for main study classes. i strongly feel that im beginning to suck more at the guitar, and im getting no where better. the skill level for most guitarists there are like soaring way higher above me. i feel like im shrouded in the mists compared to them. i hate this feeling, either i find some time to practise my ass off, or risk being labelled the lousiest guitarist ever at Lasalle.

530pm.

dragged myself out of school, up the overhead bridge to the bustop across. i noticed a group of girls, high chance they are also from my school, and they are sooo attractive. and 2 of them look very japanese. finally, i dont feel so down after looking at them, so hot, cute, sexy, pretty, everything nice. and im having a bad hair day today, my hair was like HAY. sigh, my hair really grows out of shape in short pace of time. i feel like cutting again, but i feel that it's only throwing away $31.50 as my hair is so already so PAPER-THIN already since the last haircut about 3 weeks back. another haircut would make me look like a POtential Yunnam Haircare customer.

reached home at 7pm. was so fucking hungry... my stomach growled.

mom went swimming. thats odd, she suddenly took up that hobby. so that means nobody is home to whip me up a meal. so, in the meantime, i survived on some sweet snacks. they taste good, but they wont make me satisfied.

i better get some sleep. tired. bye.

a day when you've lost yourself completely
Could be a night when your life ends
Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving
All the pain held in your
Hands are shaking cold
Your hands are mine to hold

Purple Rose;
6:06 AM