scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?

this news caught my attention today.

"Lambert may sing with Queen"

say what?

like how Nirvana and The Beatles have never replaced Kurt Cobain and John Lennon, Queen should never replace Freddie Mercury.

thunderbolt and lightning, very very frightening me!

hot hot heat.

oh, the HUMIDITY.

was last may this hot and humid? i dont recall.
maybe it was.
that's right. melting ice caps, dammit.

come to think of it, it'd be stranger if we started to snow right now.

but look, i dont care.
SNOW, singapore. SNOW!!!

okay, rain!

(why do i have the sudden urge to go, "EARTH! FIRE! WIND! WATER! HEART!")

"dear Uncle C."

something's been bugging me over the past few days. it's this email that i've been meaning to write. the email. i just havent been able to actually write it out because...i dont really know how or where to begin.

sitting in front of the computer, opening up my hotmail, clicking "new" and staring into the empty space on screen. i've done that a couple of times.

what do you say to someone who's been given only up to this christmas to live?

so many things. yet, i cant seem to be able to put them in words.
somehow.