welcome to the single's jungle, we've got fun and games where you realize that happiness can come from material gains
you've got father time all for yourself, he's no longer split to two this not only applies to BGRs but also gays like quek ngee poo
the club entrance is now open, the female bouncer is gone see all the girls right there inside they all want to call your phone
welcome to the single's jungle, where the only change you have is for spending on your favorite jeans not trying to make someone laugh
Thoughts Became Words At 8:41 PM
Monday, September 24, 2007
finally, the number reaches 20. i have officially breathed 20 years of oxygen, eaten 2 decades of kong ba pau, watched 5 olympic games and now r21 movies are but a teeth's skin away.
the sudden unheralded appearance of the number 2 is alarming indeed. in Pigu's law of ages, it states that an increase in second place number leads to a less than proportional than the increase in expectations. however, it also states that an increase in the first place number invokes a more than proportional increase in expectations. a 17 year old becoming 18 is only marginally more mature, except for the fact that he or she is now more sex legal and can have one more thrust than usual
now, 20 and 19 makes a whole world of difference, aladdin confirm sing A Whole New World loud loud during his 20th birthday. with the number 2 comes a whole load of expected maturity and whatever armpit gugu neh. no wonder sequels suck
well thats not a bad thing either. since the very one word maturity means sunsweet- prunification and phyllis-grandma-wrinklation for women but at the same time mean george clooney styled erotic crow's feet around the eyes and sudden huskiness of the voice for men. now you can go to a club and shout i am 20 and hear me roar instead of i am 19 and i am botak and i just booked out and i come club waiting to grind a fat ah lian
well well, the number 2 takes more strokes and energy and effort and work done to write than the plain old number 1. with pride and fluency i shall allow the number 2 to flow out liquidly from my pen when writing macdonalds survey forms. no wonder montblanc pens are expensive, watching how the numbers 1, 2, 3 and 4 become progressively harder to write.
Thoughts Became Words At 1:51 AM
Sunday, September 23, 2007
when chemistry goes awry and becomes lemontry, when the slightest differences expand to gaping abysmal chasms, when the very clouds in the sky increase so much in mass (mess = Me) that they succumb to gravity and plummet like screaming flaming Icarus, when the very skies turn so dark Mustafa shopping center disappears, when past mistakes and trivial grievances become an insidious poison blighting the same way a china made mattel toy does, when one becomes two just like a amoeba binary fissioning, when one road winds and meanders to naught but blasted rocks and broken shards, when the epilogue screams at you and shreds you with claws like cruel knives
look, but do you see? for those shattered pieces of glass are but glistening stars, pieces of heaven on earth. for the end of the road means its time to water parade; time to massage the weary shoulders of other companions who have walked alongside thus far. its is not what has become; it is what will follow what has become, be it cecome, decome or eecome. maybe income
the body bleeds to clot the wound, pain rips through your hand to withdraw it from the boiling kettle; tears fall to expel and nullify the pain, a pain antioxidant. without pain there is no healing; without healing there are no scars; and scars are but a memorial to a memory long gone. a war memorial honors not the pain and suffering, but the hopes and laughter and the calm before the storm
reminisce, but never regret; forgo, but never forget
Thoughts Became Words At 12:29 PM
Sunday, September 16, 2007
dear people please do check out this very cute and addictive game with nice music.. as of yet, my high score is 328650. http://www.ferryhalim.com/orisinal/g3/bells.htm
Thoughts Became Words At 7:51 PM
Saturday, September 08, 2007
an orgasm as interpreted by a car
Thoughts Became Words At 10:51 AM
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Thoughts Became Words At 10:14 PM
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