Sunday, December 07, 2008
Below here is one of my most embarrassing videos. And it took me balls to upload it here. I can't believe i'm doing this. HAHAHAHA but here goessssss ! This took place last sem, the aftermath of delirious assignments =](notice: we kept glancing to the left coz' there were guys watching us from outside our room and they were literally laughing their asses off)
P/s: this music video has the mildest humiliation. The other two, BSB's i want it that way and NSYNC's it's gonna be me is wayyyyy x infinity worse than this. HAHAHAHA.
Ok, let's talk cryptic =]
Dear god, will it be a bit too much if i ask you for a favour? Can you let me dream of hershey's or ferrero rocher or kit kat or even better, sweets and candies rather than the nightly dreams of milobar? Idk if it's a sign from you that i should forgo my addiction for crunchie but i bet you know that i'm not ready to let go. Yes, i like sweets and candies, in fact they are more appealing to me than any other chocolate but that crush aint gonna overpower my "thing" for crunchie. Not anytime soon that is. But i just wanna know, why milobar? Not once, not twice but it's alr the sixth time it occured. Futhermore, milobar alr has a new extra something which is absolutely awesome. Not that milobar isn't nice or anyth. Milobar's really delicious and one of the few chocs that can make me smile beneath all those cringes from too much sugar. But just not in thaaaaaaat way. And it's almost impossible w milobar. Cancel the almost. It's merely impossible. So what's all these dreams for? Wait, i dont think i want the answer right now. Too early for this sugar rush. Just try to relieve me for a jiff, maybe?
This is what being sick does to you. You ratiocinate and prate more than you should alr. Anyway, today is basically just a day over at Lrg Sarina to meet my favourite 86 year old who's not in the pink of health cum in preparation for hari raya haji tmrw which i'm gna give a miss coz' of datelines and i wouldn't wanna go around talking in my tranny voice =] Yesterday was spent spring cleaning at home and the latter part of the day, i had a really long chat on the phone w the idiotic brother. He was so sensitive to my sighs which he claimed made him think. Twas like a chain effect, i sigh, he'll think. HAHAHAHA weird ass. After which, best called in to ask if i could accompany him until he set off for the Standard Chartered Marathon. After which, i started reading twillight while waiting for Man U's match. Now, im like one of you losers who are reading the twillight series. Damnit, J. It's your fault. Hahahaha.
Dear god, will it be a bit too much if i ask you for a favour? Can you let me dream of hershey's or ferrero rocher or kit kat or even better, sweets and candies rather than the nightly dreams of milobar? Idk if it's a sign from you that i should forgo my addiction for crunchie but i bet you know that i'm not ready to let go. Yes, i like sweets and candies, in fact they are more appealing to me than any other chocolate but that crush aint gonna overpower my "thing" for crunchie. Not anytime soon that is. But i just wanna know, why milobar? Not once, not twice but it's alr the sixth time it occured. Futhermore, milobar alr has a new extra something which is absolutely awesome. Not that milobar isn't nice or anyth. Milobar's really delicious and one of the few chocs that can make me smile beneath all those cringes from too much sugar. But just not in thaaaaaaat way. And it's almost impossible w milobar. Cancel the almost. It's merely impossible. So what's all these dreams for? Wait, i dont think i want the answer right now. Too early for this sugar rush. Just try to relieve me for a jiff, maybe?
This is what being sick does to you. You ratiocinate and prate more than you should alr. Anyway, today is basically just a day over at Lrg Sarina to meet my favourite 86 year old who's not in the pink of health cum in preparation for hari raya haji tmrw which i'm gna give a miss coz' of datelines and i wouldn't wanna go around talking in my tranny voice =] Yesterday was spent spring cleaning at home and the latter part of the day, i had a really long chat on the phone w the idiotic brother. He was so sensitive to my sighs which he claimed made him think. Twas like a chain effect, i sigh, he'll think. HAHAHAHA weird ass. After which, best called in to ask if i could accompany him until he set off for the Standard Chartered Marathon. After which, i started reading twillight while waiting for Man U's match. Now, im like one of you losers who are reading the twillight series. Damnit, J. It's your fault. Hahahaha.
let me state an obvious fact in life: people don't notice wads right in front of them. i'm sometimes gulty of dat. but this is juz plain wrong. how cud someone not notice someone as beautiful as kind-hearted as loving as caring as her. it is juz impossible i tell you. these ppl ah seriously need telescope to replace their specs or contacts i tell you. lucky i gt special sight which allows me to see them for who they really are especially her. hope someone worthy of her comes to pick her up, it will hurt me, but too bad , i care too much for her to care for myself. till then i'll be right here waiting wif her. how weird is dis, me waiting for her mr right instead of me waiting for my miss right. :PInterestinggggggg. Other than that, good riddance!