at a family scrabble game.
mom: pass me the dic.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
aint nothing wrong with that
imagine a song like this being played constantly on your mp3 player.
now, imagine trying really hard not to shake and clap along to the groovy beat.
the urge. the torture.
it's a good thing i sit alone at work.
now, imagine trying really hard not to shake and clap along to the groovy beat.
the urge. the torture.
it's a good thing i sit alone at work.
Monday, November 10, 2008
holypantsonfire.
i saw something in the sky about an hour ago.
something strange. something very very strange.
i had never seen anything like that before. honest to god.
i dont know what it was. but this is the closest to what i know i saw. and it wasnt just me, because my mom was the one who made me run into the kitchen to look out the window. she spotted it first.
i am 100% sure it wasnt a plane. there were no blinking lights.
and for god's sake, it was vertical. and thin. and white.
i dont think it was a kite.
it couldnt be. not that high up. not past midnight.
i am a huge skeptic but what the hell did i see.
cant believe my mom tried to make a wish like it was some shooting star.
i hope i'm bullshitting.
something strange. something very very strange.
i had never seen anything like that before. honest to god.
i dont know what it was. but this is the closest to what i know i saw. and it wasnt just me, because my mom was the one who made me run into the kitchen to look out the window. she spotted it first.
i am 100% sure it wasnt a plane. there were no blinking lights.
and for god's sake, it was vertical. and thin. and white.
i dont think it was a kite.
it couldnt be. not that high up. not past midnight.
i am a huge skeptic but what the hell did i see.
cant believe my mom tried to make a wish like it was some shooting star.
i hope i'm bullshitting.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
the darndest things 3.
about a sharp pain in the lower left side of my abdomen.
mom: where's the appendics?
bro: the appendix is behind the report.
mom: where's the appendics?
bro: the appendix is behind the report.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
The Star-Spangled Banner
everyone, and i do mean EVERYONE, is talking about this. but just in case you havent heard the news because you've been living under a rock since 1995, the United States of America has a new president.
Mr. Barack Obama.
yes. yes. yes.
a change is gonna come.
dont say it doesnt concern you because let's face it- anything that concerns America concerns the rest of the world, whether we like it or not.
and honestly, Joe Biden makes a far less controversial Vice-President than Sarah Palin ever will be. it's a fact.
now i'm looking forward to the next general election in Singapore because this time, i'll get to vote. that's right, buy me over.
...although, i somehow get the feeling that i already know who wins.
and so do you.
Mr. Barack Obama.
yes. yes. yes.
a change is gonna come.
dont say it doesnt concern you because let's face it- anything that concerns America concerns the rest of the world, whether we like it or not.
and honestly, Joe Biden makes a far less controversial Vice-President than Sarah Palin ever will be. it's a fact.
now i'm looking forward to the next general election in Singapore because this time, i'll get to vote. that's right, buy me over.
...although, i somehow get the feeling that i already know who wins.
and so do you.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
literally serious.
2 entries ago, i wrote about "the pimple".
tonight, a friend of mine told me that that entry was a bit confusing because she wasnt quite sure what i was talking about. was it about someone? or something? it had to represent something. right?
i laughed. because she knew me too well.
except, this truly was about the pimple. a pimple.
what you get when you dont wash your face enough.
maybe i should've figured this out a long time ago, but it was only tonight that i realised that i've actually, never been a literal writer. looking back, it had always been about "apples and oranges". random words that were being used to express my feelings about something in my entries. you know. my kind of "metaphors".
which was probably why she felt that way, because indeed, the "pimple" sounded like the perfect word i would've used. and now i know. like i said, she knew me too well.
but for the record, it truly was about the pimple that grew on my face.
the pimple which i later massively attacked and destroyed in great delight.
with that being said, listening to "The Serious World" on 987FM had really kept me entertained over the past couple of weeks. the serious world is my world. it's a kind of world i would've liked to live in. a world of randomness. literally.
but they had their last show on friday because they got cancelled for some reason. perhaps some people just cant accept living in "The Serious World". everything has to, and should, make sense. maybe, for them.
not me.
tonight, a friend of mine told me that that entry was a bit confusing because she wasnt quite sure what i was talking about. was it about someone? or something? it had to represent something. right?
i laughed. because she knew me too well.
except, this truly was about the pimple. a pimple.
what you get when you dont wash your face enough.
maybe i should've figured this out a long time ago, but it was only tonight that i realised that i've actually, never been a literal writer. looking back, it had always been about "apples and oranges". random words that were being used to express my feelings about something in my entries. you know. my kind of "metaphors".
which was probably why she felt that way, because indeed, the "pimple" sounded like the perfect word i would've used. and now i know. like i said, she knew me too well.
but for the record, it truly was about the pimple that grew on my face.
the pimple which i later massively attacked and destroyed in great delight.
with that being said, listening to "The Serious World" on 987FM had really kept me entertained over the past couple of weeks. the serious world is my world. it's a kind of world i would've liked to live in. a world of randomness. literally.
but they had their last show on friday because they got cancelled for some reason. perhaps some people just cant accept living in "The Serious World". everything has to, and should, make sense. maybe, for them.
not me.
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