allowed entry at 1:22 am
I have no idea what to do right now.
With the out-of-my-mind boredom and my itchy fingers, I decided to blog.
But there's nothing to blog about.
Meh.
I still can't remember which Saturday has The Sally's playing at Esplanade.
So I don't know which Saturday I'm booked and when I'm not.
Which comes to this, I have no idea where else I should be lepak-ing at.
I think, the next thing I'm gonna do is sheesha-ing at Bugis.
Farahrahrahrahraaaaaaaaah! Up for it? HEH
Singapooooooooore! How come you're so... boring?
I'm even going to the other end of Singapore to find new spots to hangout.
Dang.
People prove me right every damn day.
I guess I'm either good or people are just downright insane.

My Apek let me be the FIRST to see the new haircut.
Like, and I quote "a cute little boy".
TRUE, not?
Ohkay shut up.
Yeah Nas, cute
lah cute ;)
I just re-read my blog posts and most of them are pretty darn depressing.
With that jackass donkey idiot person and what nots.
I need to do more writing.
MySpace doesn't help me at nights anymore cause I'm too lazy to reply to comments which are 84208347 days old.
I have too much on my mind and I have to let it all out.
Or else I'll die cause my nerves will burst like that Jing-Mei Woo's mother who thinks too much, didn't talk about it and eventually died.
You'll understand if you're a literature student who studies Joy Luck Club.
Yeah, I'm flaunting it.
Get over yourselves X)
So yeah, Microsoft Word, here I come.