woof?

yesterday i was reading this magazine thing, which i believe is by civil servants, for civil servants. anyway there was this interview with 2 guys and 2 women about relationships and such related shit.

there was a part in it that made me want to punch something.

one of the girls said that she avoids asking her man trick questions like "am i fat?" because she knows that the answer would put the man in a spot.

the other girl instead says that she loves to ask such questions because she believes that guys should learn to answer them the right way (eg ways that will make her happy). in her own words: "he should say, you're not fat, you're not thin, you're perfect."

and then i took a look at their group photo and i realised that girl #2 is a fucking fat bitch. i can't even be kind and say she's fleshy cos she's just plainly fat and ugly.

so this fat and ugly bitch thinks that guys have to learn to answer her trick questions. so her sad bf is her dog? for she trains him to lie to her. yea that's love.

don't blame me

this wall is for me to hide from the monster. it is there but it can't see me.

if it sees me then i will die. it is there.

oh love the bus

it's really balls to take the bus to and from work. it was so convenient to just puut puut puuut everywhere. and i miss looking out of my office window and seeing my bike just below, and getting animated when i see people trying to touch it.

the bike's still with the shop, and totally no sign as to when it'll be ready. probably sometime this week, but i have a nagging feeling that it'll come back all different. worse if it comes back different and the shop refuses to acknowledge.

i have such little faith in people.

nothing left

it's pouring outside now.

i have a feeling that this period in my life, it's supposed to be a very special and magical time. why?

but that's just a dream and this is reality.

i used to love it when it rained in the mornings when i had to go to school. sure, it was wet and cold, but something in there just made me think that wow, today is different.

billy t

i spent the morning watching billy talent live at rock am ring. their entire set lasted 1 hour 22 minutes and you can see it all on youtube.

17 songs and endless energy, i don't understand how they can do it. but take a look at that huge crowd and i think even a granny would be able to rock out.

look at that crowd. i can only imagine how it feels to play in front of thousands. amazing.

got lorry bang me

so yesterday morning i was riding to work, and as i was exiting PIE, there was a queue so i stopped at the back. as i waited, i saw some bikes zooming past me and travelling on the road shoulder straight to the front.

for a while i was thinking if i should join them, but i thought screw it, it's only a short wait. and just as i decided to stay, BANG! i ended up on the ground. hmmm, strange, it doesn't really hurt (at that moment). so i got up almost immediately.

i turned around to see who that mofo was, and wow it was a lorry! the driver was already apologising from inside, and i told him to come out. "sorry sorry, i totally dozed off!" he said. oh great.

the first thing i did was to call my colleague and tell him i would be late for work as well as ask for tow truck number. surprisingly i wasn't angry with the driver although he is clearly a mofo, not just because he was sleeping, but because HE BANGED INTO ME.

i guess it's just that obviously no one wants to get into accidents so i can't really blame him for this. anyway i got him to help me drag my bike to the shoulder (the same shoulder i should have traveled on and avoided this shit).

i looked at my bike and felt glad that i didn't do it up too nicely or else i would have been quite sad at its current state.

anyway the moral of this story is that SOMETIMES it's good to cut the queue, and NEVER be last in line, because lorries will bang you from behind and hurt your butt.

idk

i haven't been able to sleep well recently. i wake up in the middle of the night like i've got something i'm supposed to be doing at that time. i dream that i'm supposed to go somewhere urgently but i can't, and get worried over it.

there's a lot of random anxiety in me and i don't know where it's from. in the past i used to feel like this when the exams were near, or when there was a big event coming up. now there's nothing, no reason for this.

maybe it is because there is nothing.

fml

it seems that so much exciting shit happened when i was still in camp. now that i'm free and have transport, nothing is going on.

maybe another stint in camp would help me treasure my freedom more.

dot

sometimes on channel news asia they show a bit of earthtv, especially at night when there's nothing better to put on. earthtv is just a live view of different parts of the world from cameras installed there.

but i find it quite amazing and interesting to see that there is so much going on around the world while i am stuck in this tiny place, so tiny that i've got no place to go despite the long weekend.

tell me how?

but it's just a song

have you ever listened to a song so intently that it just invades your mind? to the point where you just wish that you could live in the world that the song speaks of, because you know that it is, and will be, the perfect place for you.

this is how it works

find a place where when you look straight up, all you see is pure blue sky. nothing else in your view.

find that place and when you do, look straight up at the sky and walk. it's a real strange feeling.

i felt like i was in space. how about you?