feels like 'two monkeys and one banana' in my head...

wmp: seal, kiss of a rose

i'm tired of the coughs and lethargy. phlegm and choked up nasal passages. feels like i'm stuck in reverse gear. for this week at least, i'm swearing off all that sugar. and dextrose. and aspartame. and citric acid. i wanna wake up and start the day with push ups and a nice glass of fruit juice and oats.

i wanna be fit to enjoy the good times.

"Deep down you may still be that same great kid you used to be. But it's not who you are underneath, it's what you do that defines you." Rachel Dawes, Batman Begins.

Labels: life

wmp: stars down, monster

lately, there are perhaps only three things that can give me a certain feeling of high - a good game of beach volleyball under fine weather, poker cards under the sleight of hand, and her.

Labels: beach, gessvball, life, movie

wmp: bon jovi, always

weather's been a killer.

hair, half an inch too short.

its a wonder my driving over the past two years hasn't kill me yet.

taking out the trash from the wastepaper bin in my room has made me realised how much sweets and junkfood i've been consuming and it doesnt really make me feel good as with the microwave food every lunch. i think its no wonder my throat never quite had a chance to fully recover.

i made a few calls to take care of a few misc things that i've procrastinated for quite a bit. its good to finally take the little stuff off my mind...

"believe when there is nothing, before the nothing takes your belief"

last evening, the every evening that brother sj attained class 3, we had a gala time at adam rd's hawker. he was at my place that evening too and while on the computer, said he found the lack of pictures on my blog very disturbing.

after this weird dream of people telling me how ugly my spectacles look, i finally woke up at noon. and while my stomach tries to eat itself for the past hour, i decided to take a break from the usual mediocre metaphors, one liners, abstract, ambiguous blogging, and go through my archives, and upload the heck load of photos, for all the good times.

its been quite a ride since ord...

























till next time. :)

Labels: gessvball, go5, life, ord

wmp: jars of clay, liquid

i used to think that when i'm gonna be down on any night alone, i could always count on an episode of comedy, be it one from 'scrubs', 'that 70s show', or 'my kids and i', to restore that certain bit of sanity. but tonight i realise thats just naive.

you could have some of your favourite hits being played over and over, riffle a deck of cards while trying to straighten out your thoughts for a good hour and a half, ask your little bro to leave the room, try a little forced optimism, try to believe that everything will be good when you wake up, but at the end of it all, u'd realise that something is nagging deep down.

still, i think i'll be fine. i don't know why.

maybe its how i like to think i'm bulletproof.

haha, who am i kiddin.

stupid monologue.

pfft.

Labels: life