suddenly realised tat blogs might actually be a very good place to put all your thoughts into words without pple's scrutiny or relentless buggings about why this why that. kind of hating the legacy of facebook..but then again..this place might similarly gives facebook-exposure..just tat fb is like a circus/zoo and blogs are like national wildlife parks. okay. dun ask me why am i sayin all this. i dunno too.
life is like a tv box. it has got documentries & discovery channel, soap operas, crying and whining korea/taiwanese dramas, steven chow/ben stiler/eddie murphy/jim carrey comedies, reality shows like survivor/amazing race/america's next top model, brainy/trashy talkshows hosted by ellen/tyra (not really in sequence alrights.), boring and dry news etc..........and one day you decides to sit back and watch the shows starring ME..like ME...you start to wonder wats the worth of each episode and which is the most valuable and memorable one.
every part of it is a story to be told... and every part builds up the person i am and goin to be.
many many many many things happening now.. all at the same time. i am so totally engulfed by each and every part of it. suddenly realised tat dramas arent really dramas...becuz they are all happenin right in front of my eyes. cheating. drastic change of life. love complications. politics. relationships-not-meant-to-be. OH MY. YES. its happening. i wished i have an answer to all..i wish i can help to resolve..or maybe TRY to better them. WAT CAN I DO. seriously. wat should i do?
ROWL. i think i am gettin nonsensical. i am not thinkin even. RAH. this sucks.
oh well...big rain = flood everywhere..plus a Singapore's saturday..my bus was swimmin slower than any granny from bus stop to bus stop...BANG SAI...but oh well...OH and a fire engine wriggling through the jam..and you wonder why a fire engine in a heavy downpour...HAA.i dunno. the fire engine was within my sight for at least half hour despite the siren shrilling to the max..obviously nobody bothered to create an express lane for the poor vehicle... FUGLY SINGAPOREANS...oh well..this is Singapore. LOR.
AND SO...i was stucked on the bus for 1 hipper-than-hip hour along orchard road..long enuff for the chao kuan commuters to do a symphony with their "tsk" and synchronised stares out of the window..PISSED. like i not rushing for time too.
AND SO..i finally reached PS..to fix my dear samsung phonie...the trying-super-hard-to-be-frenly-and-amicable counter staff said they forgot to reserve the phone cover!!!!!! FUGLY SHITTTTTTTT......!!! AND SO...i decided to be a bad customer - after havin such a sad time in the rain and on the bus..i tot it was quite justified to flaunt my I.DONT.CARE attitude..seriously i could hav performed better but i merely demanded for a priority reservation (cuz they really din hav any stocks to squeeze or grind out for me)...i probably raised my voice a decibel higher..? haa..WEAK LAH. I KNOW.
AND SO...i spent 3 hours in town for nothing..which is ridiculous..considering the fact that i am as busy as a busy bee these days...AND SO...i ridiculously walked to goodwood park and grabbed DURIAN PUFFS!!! MUAHAHHAHA and durian tartlets and oreo durian cake and durian pandan cake and durian crumble...ooops - dessert guru in action you see. Goodwood Park is da bomb for durian goodies..kudos to these top brass deli..life has so much to forward to...HOHO!
BUT...no one is to blame for this lah...it was not a by-choice decision...jus not fated to go lor..
if given the choice..i seriously will jus grab the tix and fly there myself..but the chicken-neh-neh me will never do it... PUI. HEARTACHE AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH so gek sim that my heart cant handle...HAI.
OH. i have decided, once and for all, to stop SOMETHING...ah yes. pre-maturely.
i seriously cant persist any longer..and i dun wan to prolong this misery..some words and actions are just so daunting that i think i am doin myself injustice if i dun give it up..YAH...enuff said..
BUT. OH WELL. sometimes i jus dun like the idea of discussin the content of my entries like some juicy tabloids..i mean..some personal stuffs that i din write it with the intention to draw open discussion you see.. WORSE...when i dun write clearly and explicitly...my entries assemble misinterpretations and wild guesses...
HAI.
