and he said, dig your ears

morrie said, if you’re feeling down, shed a few good tears and that’s it.
it isn’t nice to drown in self-pity.

long story not so short.
big brother.
just got home.
without keys.
natasha.
was home.
with keys.
natasha was sleeping clueless.

ring ring!
brother called.
he was waiting outside.
he was angry very angry.

complained he waited for 1 hour.
i thought he was being humble.
he actually waited 1 hour 15 min.

checked my handphone.
approx. 40 new messages waiting.
every one of which if translated through a human mouth, would be a mixture of screams and screeches galore melodically strung with vulgarities spoken beautifully in every existing language.

and 3 new messages contributed by father that said
‘abang is outside the house’

so
fight…
fight…
fight…

i cried yes, i cried.
big baby.
that’s what my brother calls me.
baby.
but i cried just for a while.

but i thought it was natural human error to not be able to hear when you’re asleep.
i can’t control what goes into my ear when im zombie on my bed.
obviously brother didn’t take it well.

but it’s not his fault.
i woulda been just as pissy.
thank goodness when he was sober enough he started talking sensibly.
apparently he’s not the sort who likes wasting time.
doesn’t like waiting.
has a quick temper.

point noted.
should remind him to bring keys next time.

Love each other or die. – Morrie

To study the impact of human relations and interaction in society.
Sometimes I enjoy being a busybody by observing people.
What would we do if we didn’t have anybody to support us.
Physically, emotionally, mentally.

Anyone can be successful if they had at least ONE person to support them. – Bill

Support = encouragement = assistance = friend = love.
I tell you what would happen if I didn’t have support.
………………………..
……………………….
……………………….
……………………….
I don’t even know.
Best not for it to happen.
Utterly grateful for everything and everyone, good and bad.

Love each other or die.

hippity hop 3

hip hop championship 2005.



moooooooooooooooooo.

hippity hop 2

hip hop kiddies... from singapore!
wooot!



yummmmmmmmm.

hippity hop

i miss those days when i used to watch random dance videos and try imitating them.

here's one i like.




mmmmmmmmmmmm.

they say eureka

i discovered something about the first few days of menstruation.

i don't like drinking or filling my tummy too much.
it makes my tummy feel heavy.
which makes it leak.

i don't like going to the loo so often once i'm seated.
the moment i stand up, it leaks.
but once i pee, it's ecstasy.

i get annoyed very easily.
and it's annoying to be annoyed.
because i don't wish to be annoyed but can't help it.

more discoveries to come.

i remember you

i almost completely forgot about that post until adam reminded me.
the one where i wrote about 'bapak'.

we can't bring back the past can we.
i'd still like to go back to the 90s.
i saw the sunshine. mum saw the sun shine.

sometimes it's so horrible being a youth.
youth-years are supposed to be the most energetic part of a human life cycle.
but sometimes you feel so helpless, it's useless.
menyemenyemenye.

i tried to stop my cramps by having 2 satchets of coffee in a mug.

it's good to know

i think from now on, i'll keep tabs on my menses days. on a blog.
yay, an idea inspired by gareth sim chih wen.
because i think it's getting so irregular i don't even remember when i had my last menses.
prolly 2 weeks ago. which shouldn't be happening.
i should be getting it at least 3 weeks after the last one ended.

So, I hereby declare me, moley, menstruasised on:

28 February 2007