RANDOM-ISM.

soft facial tissues.

things keep on appearing in my room. like a skipping rope, my brother's simpsons dvd number 4, a lot of thrash is my basket, and my bed is made nowdays. i wonder who keeps on leaving things in my room and make my bed. i don't like additional things in my room and my bed made. just leave my room ok, leave it, it's mine. the "disaster area" sign outside my door is supposed to mean something. so just leave me and my sty alone! stop leaving things, and making my bed! -that is to whoever that has been doing so.


yesterday was a bonkers. econs lecture was productive, blake tutorial was semi-productive (usually i don't pay attention although i jot down notes), p.e. was productive (I CAME, I RAN, I SWEAT!), then i did my blake essay, and i paid attention during math, AND MRS SNG LET US OFF EARLY FROM GP. and i think yesterday we said the sincerest "thank you" to mrs sng. i wonder if she letting us early has got anything to do with that. oh, PC is totally crap. my loser partner wrote 5 pages (notice that this IS my loser partner, the one who wrote crap for the blake essay) just to keep up with the smartkid who was sitting next to him in the LT. in the first place, why the fuck is a mock exam held in a Lecture Theatre? it's true that you cannot really copy what others may be writing, but i saw the word 'satire' from my loserpartner and then suddenly i've got an extra page filled up.


hoyeah, back to yesterday. it was bonkers la. the whole party was whacked. went to PS with char, loser and loser's friend. gosh we were going up and down carefour all because loser didn't see the whole load of NUTELLA on the racks and he accidentally hit the head of this indian dude and then indian dude told him the wrong thing about the location of NUTELLA. nyeh. hmm, FOOD AT THE PARTY! MAC AND CHEESE, SPAGHETTI, SHEPARD'S PIE (chicken and beef), SAUSAGES (bought 4 packets and we used 1), CHICKEN WINGS, STRING RAY, SQUID, PRAWNS, NUGGETS, TRIFFLE (<3!), STRAWBERRIES/KIWI/BANANAS DIPPED IN NUTELLA, MARSHMELLOWS, CHIPS AND STUFF, LOADS OF CARBONATED DRINKS, GREENTEA AND VODKA. nyeh, i told sharul we had mac&cheese and spaghetti and he asked "did you go for a bbq or did you go for western/italian dining?" bleah. i must say, a lot of food was wasted. no, not the seafood or the mac&cheese or the spaghetti but the triffle and my sausages. bleah. shouldn't have bought so many. we lost graham yesterday. he was just too high and talking so damn much. i swear i can smell the vodka (and it's not charissa's adidas audieu that i sprayed all over me) when he leaned over and talked to me. gosh, how can anyone mistaken ice-cream as whipped potato?


yeah, yeah, i've been ranting like a shallow bitch. so what? i guess doing things that i do not want to do has made me succumbed to lead a rather MUNDANE lifestyle. very soon i'll be like one of those blogs which actually has the chronological order of events that happened throughout my day, as if that is not happening already. really, i miss those entries of which i have blogged on concrete things that are close to my heart, that have been stuck in my head for so long, but howell, i love this masquerade.


oops, did i just let out a secret?


RANDOMISMONITY!

(this time, a msn conversation.)


rah: alermak, kau lagi. (english: oh no, you again.)


me: nyeh.


rah: kau ni sibuk ah cheetah. (english: you busybody ah cheetah.)


me: eh?


rah: damn i want to learn the piano.


me: learn la. get a keyboard.


rah: but no money to get a piano. maybe i'll get a keyboard.


me: didn't i just say get a keyboard?


rah: eh.


me: nyeh.


rah: i'm gonna eat.




when will i ever have a PROPER & COHERENT conversation with that dude?

posted by Myz @ 10:44 AM