a little space i call my own

it's very promising

hello nasty
it's just another post for the day. boring or not, i wouldn't dare to say. i'll try to make this sweet and short. though i doubt i can. i'll still try.

since i've claimed to make this sweet and short. i'll do a summary here. since the day i've last posted, been quite happening. been quite boring. been quite happy. been quite sad. been quite hardworking. been quite slack. been quite lazy. been quite late. been quite disappointed. been quite hoping. been having headache. been having type alot of things. been quite busy. been quite free. been quite empty. been quite half full. been thinking of a wish list. been thinking how to save money. been thinking how to spend money.

that's about all. details can be found if you just want to scroll down.
or just ask me. i permit you to do so.

academically
"fish ar fish... why such a sub title? skip la."

life
"fish! meet fish." he turns to the guy beside him, continued "fish! meet fish" great. there's another fish in Temasek Polytechnic. and both of us had the same friend. out of pure courtesy, i said hi. optimistically, i sat down and talk abit. pessimistically, i'd have just sat down and not talk. but being the hyprocritical me at that moment, i just smiled. so much of me being a hypocrite. people. hate me.

late nights. yes. you've read it. late late nights. walked about. see people. see clothes. see things. see living things. see swaying things. see traffic lights. bored. but i tell you people. sometimes ar, you walked on the streets. no need orchard. no need bugis. no need jurong point. just try anywhere. it will be fascinating.

seeing two people wear the same thing. seeing some people wearing something out of the earth. equipped with the strangest fashion. the funniest bag. and the most inappropriate accessory they can ever get. and sometimes, seeing the same person walk past you. specifically, the same guy with a totally unbelievable girlfriend. go figure.

food
no comment. no appetite at most of the times of the day. no mood to go into this too. except there is this laksa-look-alike foodstuff available in town. or any shopping mall perhaps? try it. it's worse than laksa. totally, breath-grasping.

my samsung phone resting infront of my monitor. it looks nice. or rather. it is nice.

self declared racist, i am
i just don't like them, i am
i tell people i'm not racist.
but those you don't like tends to annoy you right?
either way, they tend to suck. either with the wrong attitude, or is their outfit. and stuffs. they talk, you go "huh?" right...
and their belongings. craziness. one that have "fuck the rest of you". what sort of tee is that? it looks cool la. but on an indian? crap. indian 7200? steal one lar. *grins*

malays? no comment. they are a bunch of people that knows how to save money. really. their jeans are getting tighter towards their ankle nowadays. don't know why. they tend to wear less cloth. then you guys know la. some mats ar. damn fat. all those blooping things dangling. oh my god. that explains my lack of appetite.

i'm into christianity soon. *close eyes* solemnisation.

eh. i don't sound bitchy ya? haha. tell me if i am. or alittle too long winded. actually, just comment.

enough said. my 195th post shouldn't be too long.

f.a.t.e, incredible phenomenon.

speeding overturns life.
smoking kills. it takes away seven minutes of your life for every cigarette.

caution. i'm on the loose.

take care peeps!

you're so nice, i can't get enough of you.

if it's all but a dream... just shut and let me sleep on...