Mundane Nothings

Friends....which isn't much to begin with, I couldn't afford to pay up the loan for the tagboard, and so they are taking it back. The installments are really high you see. OK bull! If you've read my previous posts, like maybe a year back or smtg, i write differently now. I used to have that added element of deepness that can be open to interpretation, that could apply to pretty much everything that crosses your mind. Now, I narrate everything so forwardly. Its boring. Plain articulation of the obvious. It's so duh. Y'know. I'm blaming the tagboard for this. hehe. SO, im hoping I'd feel better after its gone. SO long taggy. ;) You've been great.

Hello. My unplanned hiatus came along in the form of blatant stagnation. If slackism existed, i would have made the perfect follower. Abiding to all pillars of slackism. Waking up only after noon. Having a two hour breafast cum lunch daily. Keep all windows close and recline in darkness. Go groccery shopping in the evening. Keep siesta thereafter. Acknowledge the fact that television is man's bestfriend. Watch every damn soap thats available on tv, regardless of language. When tv starts showing repeats, turn to the computer. Play Bon Jovi music videos, over and over and over again, till it becomes a bedtime ritual. Sleep only after midnight. Dream about a different guy every night. And then rise again the next afternoon, repeating the cycle. Do try. You'd be cleansed, both spiritually and intellectually. Ignorance is afterall bliss isn't it, no matter how overused that phrase is. Slacking is a luxury, it really is. Its a good thing that comes with a massive price. So massiv...

The much awaited post. Like REAL! So everything seems to be back to NORMAL. I love the simplicity of doing the mundanes now. Sheer appreciation only manifests when one is devoid of it. SO hey hey, I'm officially a metal-mouth now. It quite sucks actually, besides blowing a hole in my pocket, I can't sneeze as hard as I use to. I drool a lil more than usual and brushing teeth routine is complicated greatly by needing patience and finesse to manouvre my brushes around the darn wires and brackets. I'm however immensely incapacitated by the fact that, I couldn't quite grit my teeth anymore. Thats the major blow! Bleagh. Enuff with the metal. I went to sentosa today. A place I never really regarded that highly of. Lets just put it this way, I'm not the ostentatious, bikini-cladding kinda person. I love the sun, sure, the beach as well, but the thing about Sentosa beaches is that you get more than just people who love these elements. You get bithes aplenty. You get people...

I miss having REAL lunch with laughing chatty friends who aren't talking about their bosses. I miss taking the night train home and victimizing every being who is within our 'territory', especially with Asilah(and occasional encounters with DAYAH who has left for Arts!) I miss the rare bus rides to Harbour Front with Claryce when Asilah doesn't attend lecture. I miss eating MAcDonalds for breakfast, lunch & dinner. I miss making fun of my lecturers' accented english. I miss silently checking out the engine boys, no matter how unsavoury they look. (seeking solace in the hope that there may be exceptions) I miss the annoying guffaws i usually hear in lectures, from thesis guy n Gang, the smart ones. I miss going to school late and having to sneak in through the back door and then making a tad of noise just so everyone would turn and stare at me, ala HabboHotel. (cheap thrill) I miss the smell of the printing room in sde. I miss the se...

Countdown to my liberation: THREE DAYS OUch! Its that time of the month again. A time when the red river flows in abundance. Women get the messy things in life, like giving birth and period pangs, while men only get to lie and bang. I have bitched a lot about this unjustness in the past posts and I'm over it! God is Bias. Anyways, I love indonesian balsam, its like mighty cheap local anasthetic and pot all mashed into one smooth paste. It numbs the pain and sedates me. Its like it invokes this feeling of 'highness' that would easily beat alcohol for now. I swear man, someday when I have to push a life outta me, I wanna be doused with balsam. I won't do epidurals, too much risks involved. Wow, my screen appears blurry. I'm telling you, theres something in that balsam, and my mum bought it in bintan, not export product ey. Theres really something in Indonesian local products. *submits to the effects of the balsam* ciao.

Countdown to my liberation: FOUR DAYS Sweet sugary temptations. I am so tempted to bolt for the office door, make my grand disappearance and never coming back again. *Rubs palms* The only thing thats keeping me in my seat is the sight of that hideous smile from the sun. I like my air-con. Four days baby! F O U R days! I have got everything planned out man. I will devout my time to tuition, grimace in pain for a couple of days, watch Supernatural, everyday shall be a Supernatural day. Who needs cable tv when you have the internet! HA! Yes, true to my words, we had it removed, and boy was i glad to see a whole gang of others doing the same. I could have hugged and kissed them for doing so, but, oh well, their wives got in the way. Oh ok, back to my plans, then head off to Chinatown to get pretty lil beads and hopefully, Claryce the ChinaTown guide would be free to accompany me. Or else, I'll just get lost and flag a taxi home or something. I wanna read all the existing books with vam...