Saturday, September 28, 2002

I'm entering my semi-slack phase. it's either I'lll go forward to just slack or go backwards and get off my butt.
oh, and I cut my hair...again. Total hair-cut count: 6
Dewi-sightings again! at Trendkiller Gig.

Damn! I need to get started I need to. *sings* "Moving On, Moving on from time to time....." so stone. AzrAel kicks ass. Ryan Giggs band was solid. Unholy Land man!!!! but still owe you b/d prata. wait till I got money. Talking about b/ds. Sorry Oly, had to give it a miss. Mess and broke. Tell you more next time.

Today was like super go here and there man. Wake up, Jammed with Stoked and the rest, was messy but okay lah. I think need 2 guitarist....Andrew was sick, got sore throat so not much singing. The songs we played were need-someone-to-sing songs. Then go swim, THEN go gig, suppose to Oly b.d. but....by the time...read upstairs.

I'm rubbishing again. FuAkk!

Friday, September 27, 2002

I wanted to say what I forgot to say....no. I mean, I forgot to say what I wanted to say, damn...thrid times a charm, I wanted to forget what I say. *FEUCK!* I forgot what I wanted to say.

Thursday, September 26, 2002

"Hair Today, Gone Tomorrow" I've cut my hair 5 times since I've got back and I'm still cutting it., even though there's nothing left to cut. *Take it all off!!!* The whole month, my life has been revolving around my hiar, Yup, call me vain, please do. Hmmm...inDecent Exposure or L.F. Kat Production..........P.S. Here I come.

Saturday, September 21, 2002

WTF!!! I keeping cutting my hair (with a little help from my friend) cos I'm too stingy to go to a barber. I cut it. keep it awhile. It pisses me off. I cut it again. After awhile it pisses me off again. Think I have to finally dig out the last of my "blood money" *literally* out and get some guy to run a scissors thru my head. Yuck!

Friday, September 13, 2002

What is it about parents and food? Always have to eat and eat and eat and eat and eat. I'm not hungry still must eat. Just finished breakfast, time to eat lunch. There is totally no logic with food and parents man. Because of that. I do not eat nowe. er...I think.

Thursday, September 12, 2002

People! are motherfuckers. Yes they are. Why? Because they are.

Once I was outside a VCD shop looking at the video they were displaying. In order to let everyone a chance to see, I stood a little farther back from the TV. This guy..he just came right up and stuck his ass right in front of the TV. Asshole.

Another time, I was in the train. Only me. One guy. On the inside of the train door. Outside the train door, about ...lets say 7 people. When the door opened, they "felt so threatened by my pressence" that they had to rush right in, not even giving me the chance to get out. Me. One guy. So being the ass I am, I just stood there iun the middle and blocked all of them. Muahahaha....

This time, I was at a Surface to Air Missle site waiting to get a stamp. I was next, so in order to give the guy at the site some breathing room, privacy and personal space, I sttod a little farther back..again. This guy, just comes up to the space and sticks himself nicely in between me and the current user. Bastard. I got so pissed I when into teh post office to grab my stamp instead. All turns out well. I didn't have to be faced with a handful of useless stamps for change instead. (Didn't have coins and sites give you change in stamps. What am I gonna do with a 2 cent stamp?), got a free packet of tissue. (FREE!!!) and I caught the mailman in time. The guy? still trying to figure out how to pay his bills. Stupid ass. If you dun understand technology...dun try to act like you do. *sticks middle finger up behind the guy's back* Sucker!!!

Wednesday, September 11, 2002

Damn! Everytyhing is going alright, WRONG! Alright. Wrong! Alright. Wrong! Alright. Wrong! ...sigh. It's the balance of good and bad. Hmm..now should I go find a job in a corporate company and get wallowed (is there such a word? Now there is) in the job but get paid, or should I carry on (my wayward son, Don't you cry no more.) and do it my way (or the highway) and have no money at all. I'm seriously thinking of the latter but I know I can't do it on my own. If anyone wants to help me, you know, just shout, I'll be happy to have your help, of course provided it's help=-worthy. I'm damn fussy with talents and skills though I have none.

What a load of rubbish I've written. *sings. Feeling alright! Ba-boo-dum-dooo-doo*

Monday, September 09, 2002

It's been SO BLOODY LONG since I've used th e freaking Internet. Why? Cause I'm lazy and I didn't have teh time to get online. Haven't been to IRC to chat with my good old "plan-to-take-over-the-world" friends. Also, shit has been happening, but I'm like...keep it cool....it'll be alright if you know what you're doing. Mind fuck isn't mind fuck if you're not fucked. Whoo Hoo!!! I'm so damn broke too. I have less than $50 in my bank. I've finally got a job doing some traffic count thing thanks U from tomorrow till Sunday. It's mindless but money's coming in, for now. I dunno what to do. I think I'm gonna just get this temp job over first then see how. That reminds me, I have to buy bread to make sandwiches with the less than $50 in my bank 'cos I'm too broke to afford food during work. What am I gonna do after that? I dunno. Go bug every company there is with my C.V.? Hmm...anyway skating has been fun. I could do most of my old tricks again. Not much though...and STILL cannot land. Aiyo. expensive lah. No money liao. Will be back when I can. Hoo Haa!!!

Sunday, September 01, 2002

I had the shits today. Stomach flu. Everything I ate or drank came out. I drank water, I shat water. Sucks man. And I was skating today to, and the weather. So I'm like dehydrated and thirsty and I needed a drink, so I bought Yakult to drink instead cos I membered the advertisments saying something about....k i dun member but it showed Yakult flying into the stomach and killiong all the bad guys. So I drank 2 bottles of Yakult...waited for a reaction, and I got the shits. So I ran to Marine Parade Library to shit. Nice place, and then it hit me, since I'm gonna blow my ass, I might as well grab a drink to wet my tongue. The plan was to grab a drink, glup in down fast and let loose the chunck fly. I had 10 cents short of 80 cents to get a can drink so I had to settle for a packet lychee drink. After swallowing the pack and spitting in out, I when to sit on the can...No Shit. Damn! All it took was a lychee drink to stop my stomach flu. Anyway the shits came back later. Shitty man.