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Written on: Monday, April 13, 2009
Time: 11:12 PM

Now Playing: The World We Live In - The Killers

Guess what! There are cookies in the kitchen! Chocolate chip cookies! Tell me how awesome is that! Cookies plus an apple plus two pills for my knee for supper. Sounds good, no?

Lately, I'm eating more and working out less than usual (no thanks to Mr. Stupid Knee). With my late nights, I'm going to become a fat human panda.

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Went to pick Dorothy up from her first day at school earlier. Yes, I think I'm very nice sometimes. Anyway! The ride to Clementi sucks big time - 45 freaking minutes from Tampines! I can imagine poor Dorothy traveling so far every morning. Ow.

Dinner at Ang Mo Kio later! Ate the most expensive plate of chicken rice in my life - $4.30. At least it came with a huge bowl of tasty soup! The chicken was kinda hard though. Walked around Ang Mo Kio Hub for a while before taking the bus back to Tampines.

Walked her home after we strolled at Tampines One, before heading home. Walking by North CC brought back many memories of the past few years with the clique - basketball, lunch at the nearby coffeeshop, visit to Andrew's place (Mahjong for them!) and even more basketball.

Ha, I miss those days when I told my teacher I didn't feel well during lunch and had to skip Chinese (and go home). In actual fact, I would be playing ball under the sweltering heat! Big wonder how I got a D7 for Chinese. Aww.

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I love my hair colour now - black. Really, really dark black. As black as hell. The only downside is the texture of my fringe: dry and brittle. See kids, don't dye your hair too often.

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Ha, let me tell you guys something weird. You know how I stopped hurling vulgarities like fireballs 2 years ago? Well, it's not a complete stop actually. You may not hear me saying them, but my mind/conscience/other half/alter ego is a profanity spewing nut. For example:

(Dude knocks into me)
Dude: Sorry!
Me: It's okay *smiles*
In my head: You *&*(#&%*#&%! Are you *&^#*%$#ing blind?! Stupid piece of &%#&*%^#.
[Highly exaggerated example]

You get the idea anyway! Haha, I think it's quite funny actually. I find vulgarities (not including the hokkien ones) funny, especially when used by people like Zong Tai.

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I've got a rehearsal for speech day tomorrow. I feel damn lazy to go? Maybe I shouldn't. Ah well. Ending here. Ciao.