Monday, June 20, 2005
hey dudes and all my readers out there.
sorry didnt update for such a damn long time.
i know u all must think i'm dead already.
no i'm not.
just came back from church camp.
been having some minor adjustment problems there.
and i've also been doing a lot of deep thinking there...in other words, fa dai.
what was i thinking about?
ha, dont feel like baring my heart to the world.
just going to tell you people that it concerns a truckload of durians, an incompetant durian seller, 20 ringgit and the feeling of having my feelings cheated.
hmmmm...-_-
i initially hated the idea of going off to malaysia for church camp.
why?
eliz, ruth and eugene were still back at singapore.
yeah. all my best pals.
all still back at home.
and the moment i crossed the causeway, i began to feel sad and lonely.
extreme loneliness.
extreme boredom.
i couldnt msg, i couldnt call.
grrrr.
i tell you people, singtel and all the other telephone operators are moneysucking leeches.
grrrrrr, i hated the whole world.
then thanx to joannes incredibly bimbotic idea of possibly meeting some "cute" guys i call dorks, i wanted to commit suicide.
-____________-
and to top it all off, i had my handphone killed. dammmit.
i HATE the whole world.
yeah yeah, its just material things.
but it was material things that were expensive.
grrrrr.
want to know what happened?
well, at the swimming pool, i didnt bring my swimming suit.
so i didnt swim, it was fine with me. i was feeling all depressed anyway.
then joanne(yes her again), she had this stupid, incredibly STUPID notion to push me into the water, clothes and all.
when she was trying to push me and i was struggling, i yelled that i had my phone with me.
but nooooo all that came out was gibberish.
it was like, "igotmyphonemumbafrubbamydumbphoneismummufrubba!!!! AURGHHHH!!!"
then splash into the disgusting grey water i went.
yeah, the water was grey there.
hard to imagine.
then you know the rest.
then joanne bought me a pencil to make up for my dead phone.
woman, not even a thousand pencils can make up for my dead darling phone!!!
i sound like a phone addict now dont i?
desperately hopeless.
i blowdried it, i wiped every inch of it dry, i prayed like crazy for some chance that the screen would just light up again.
but no, it didnt.
grrrrrrrrrr.
damn the whole world.
stupid woman.
then back at singapore, i used my dads phone to sms eugene that i was back.
well well well, he was msging joanne too.
what the...
first she made me contemplate suicide by mentioning her bimbotic plan to meet "cute" guys i call dorks
second she murdered my phone
and now shes trying to take over my pal?
over my dead body.
damn. DAMN.
listening to oversoul, trying to erase away the stupid camp memories.
reality bites.
that just goes to show how bimbotic TKGS girls can really get.
sorry didnt update for such a damn long time.
i know u all must think i'm dead already.
no i'm not.
just came back from church camp.
been having some minor adjustment problems there.
and i've also been doing a lot of deep thinking there...in other words, fa dai.
what was i thinking about?
ha, dont feel like baring my heart to the world.
just going to tell you people that it concerns a truckload of durians, an incompetant durian seller, 20 ringgit and the feeling of having my feelings cheated.
hmmmm...-_-
i initially hated the idea of going off to malaysia for church camp.
why?
eliz, ruth and eugene were still back at singapore.
yeah. all my best pals.
all still back at home.
and the moment i crossed the causeway, i began to feel sad and lonely.
extreme loneliness.
extreme boredom.
i couldnt msg, i couldnt call.
grrrr.
i tell you people, singtel and all the other telephone operators are moneysucking leeches.
grrrrrr, i hated the whole world.
then thanx to joannes incredibly bimbotic idea of possibly meeting some "cute" guys i call dorks, i wanted to commit suicide.
-____________-
and to top it all off, i had my handphone killed. dammmit.
i HATE the whole world.
yeah yeah, its just material things.
but it was material things that were expensive.
grrrrr.
want to know what happened?
well, at the swimming pool, i didnt bring my swimming suit.
so i didnt swim, it was fine with me. i was feeling all depressed anyway.
then joanne(yes her again), she had this stupid, incredibly STUPID notion to push me into the water, clothes and all.
when she was trying to push me and i was struggling, i yelled that i had my phone with me.
but nooooo all that came out was gibberish.
it was like, "igotmyphonemumbafrubbamydumbphoneismummufrubba!!!! AURGHHHH!!!"
then splash into the disgusting grey water i went.
yeah, the water was grey there.
hard to imagine.
then you know the rest.
then joanne bought me a pencil to make up for my dead phone.
woman, not even a thousand pencils can make up for my dead darling phone!!!
i sound like a phone addict now dont i?
desperately hopeless.
i blowdried it, i wiped every inch of it dry, i prayed like crazy for some chance that the screen would just light up again.
but no, it didnt.
grrrrrrrrrr.
damn the whole world.
stupid woman.
then back at singapore, i used my dads phone to sms eugene that i was back.
well well well, he was msging joanne too.
what the...
first she made me contemplate suicide by mentioning her bimbotic plan to meet "cute" guys i call dorks
second she murdered my phone
and now shes trying to take over my pal?
over my dead body.
damn. DAMN.
listening to oversoul, trying to erase away the stupid camp memories.
reality bites.
that just goes to show how bimbotic TKGS girls can really get.