Is this the way a toy feels when its batteries run dry?
ayien.
Weirdly wired, wiredly weird.
I am, ur favourite nurse.
Dreams kill the image of the innocent that dies.
Monday, February 20, 2006, 4:54 PM
Dont leave this rock unturned 'cause you could like what you find - a sure shot hit with your name attached to it. Will you keep me in mind?u noe, at times.. the more u wud hate for sumtink to happen, the more it will happen. its like as if ur in a fear-factor arena, where ur limit gets pushed to its maximum. and there's no way u can turn back and run, for u are stucked in sum kinda maze-like alley. for extra effects, imagine there's this minataur wid a medusa-head hunting after you. so u either kill it off or be killed. so make ur choice. duuuuushhhiiakk~
and the more i hate to get tummy-aches, the more often i get it. maybe like mum claimed, there's too much air in my tummy. so i suppose thats the why it gets kinda bloated at times. not that im buncit ouhkay people. (and quit smirkin, i can feel it~) and the worst of the worst, there's tis washing-machine sensation in the tummy. ugghhhs. then there'll be tis grumbling, even tho u just ate like 5 minutes ago? tiiiis suuuck. but of cuus, mum has been on my back since the past few weeks, said i aint eating well and that its not good to be altering my eating pattern. not that i can help it, but seriously.. the foody at AH totally suucks. so i end up eating paus and sandwiches and drinking H-TWO-Os all week. and on better days, i end up bringing food from home lahs. dats like so punkrawk kan? huahuahuas. things ARE getting ouhkay at work, altho its best not to say its the best. cuus it definitely aint. but hey, god gives u a banana. u dun like banana. BUT there's always banana milkshake~ heh heh. ouhkaays. sounds c-rappish. haiiish. three more weeks plusplus. i can get thru tiiis!
anyhoos, had dinner widda fam at west coast yesterday. nyumnyum. its not like u getta haf free good food everday y'noe? as usual, the big moo and i were having a tug-of-war over the limpa whix was very scarce. hahas. the limpa, according to mum, is a part of the beef or sumfink. surprisingly enuff, the big moo and thefreak had Milo Dinosaur too~ and ouhhhs. saw suzairhe in person. bleaahs. not as tall as i expected him to be tho. and he kinda reminds me of the big bro, haircut and all. aiyaaas. YOU should get a haircut like that laahs. it luuks so clean and fresh. but sum people are just full of excuses lah kanns. say, later it clashes with some outfit blahblahblah. watever makes u happy lerrkkks. whixever you prefer. but it doesnt necessarily mean i agree. *whistles*
and why are the abang sedaras and the brother and some other people i noe, going sooo crayzee over the mafia boss? it annoys the hell outta me evrytime i see that black-red webby y'noe? cuus when it does, the bro will be hogging the comp all day long. no good, no good!
haaaiiiish. i wanna go out and do sumtink fun. sumtink time-wasting, sumtink refreshing. annnnnd. mum thought that we shud teach bro how to ride a bike. muahahahahahahahs! thefreak and i almost fell off our chair laughing our asses off. ouhkaay mybad, mybad. "apelaaahs! org dah nak blajar main ice-skate, die baru nak blajar basikal.." wakwakwak. i haf the sudden urge to haul my ass over to east coast plaks. not netime soon tho. haiiish. the weekend's booked. and geeexa. the bill rocketed to eighty-four bucks? so imma hafta fork out the remaining thirty-plus bucks since dad's only gonna pay 5o. bleeeahhhs. suuuckaaay. how did it get so high anyway?
EHH SIAK UHHHHHHS.
and tomorrow. *jengjengjeng* TO CANDY EMPIRE! =) and ikea, of cuus. *prances around the room* ahhhhs. there's ice-cream in the fridge. and cookie crisp in the kitchen. and bone-steak in the chiller. and nutella on the table. whud more cud i ask for? heh heh!
i want that cookie laaahs. hrmmphs.
Dreams kill the image of the innocent.
-ain