haha wicked.
all the extras in the world come to pak. zzz murphy’s law in full swing now.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
it was with abject horror that i saw an aerial skater landing heavily on a bad jump and clutched her knee and screamed as she slid down on her descent; the commentator said she just recovered from a reconstructed knee and, and i believe there’s nothing worse for an athlete to come back from the terrors of a severe injury only to face time on the sidelines due to another recurrence. it is shitty, it is absolute fucked-upability and i honestly feel very sad for her. lydia from australia, i pray you will recover soon, and hopefully, the next winter olympics will be yours.
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a moment of silence for mr s rajaratnam please.
| pak’s lame-ass excuse to break up:
“I sense an impending doom between us – oh and by the way I want to break up” ‘What is your lame-ass excuse to break up?’ at QuizGalaxy.com |
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oh how fatalistic!
| pak –
[adjective]: Tastes like fried chicken ‘How will you be defined in the dictionary?’ at QuizGalaxy.com |
that’s what eating chicken from sfi on a daily basis will do to you.
Monday, February 20, 2006
i need to stop swallowing pills. owait, that didn’t quite come out right; i need to stop taking pills without water. wtf, in the end i’m still swallowing pills innit but bollocks you get the idea. at any rate pills without water are friggin irritating because they stick to the back of your throat and that’s like pre-vomit vomit. i’m not making any sense am i.
today i went for my ultra sound shockwave treatment and it was beyond gay; the aftermath felt like post coital exhaustion but i don’t think i’m eligible to say that since i’m well, yeah mumbles. but The Leg is getting better so yay and the red tarmac beckons in two weeks.
Saturday, February 18, 2006
i honestly believe that there exists a sleep bank because this is the second time in two weeks that i ve woken up at 4 in the afternoon; 12 hours of sleep! zomg and i realise i m amazingly lean too yay. and there s nothing sadder to know that you ve a stomachache but you cant go to the toilet cause it’s bloody raining and the raindrops are splattering onto the cistern and you re bloody right in front of it and the last thing i wanna be is to get wet immediately after a 720 minute long slumber rawr. so ah shit i feel kinda sad mumbles. and fuck, no basketball dammit.
ah well dfeste has come and gone and it’s funny how i wasn’t part of my j1 dramafeste production; i had my hands full enough with track the whole time and it’s odd how, jesus, 4 years later and i m still coming back for the yearly thing. humance wasn’t as spectacular as previous years and maybe someone should start deciding not to use the same basic script for almost all the plays, but that’s just a mean brutal statement. kap after was bloody fun and to be honest, i haven’t been that happy in ages. cheers to old friends and new ones and loverboys; we may grow older but hopefully some things will never change.
Friday, February 17, 2006
ah fuck i should have gone to the intercontinental last night! at ff’s request too at that but lord i thought they were just being nice! ljsadhkjklhsdklfsdaf
franz ferdinand was bloody brilliant but jesus christ it was so bloody tiring; barely a minute after the concert started a tiny girl was shoved into our midst and we were like, eh shit, so do we still form our wall or not? and she was really so small and dear we were like ah well heck it lets be nice people but it was only a precedent for things to come because immediately after that, the WHOLE BLOODY PLACE started shoving everyone to the front. arif kevin and i were like wtf?! but seriously, it’s good to be small because that s how you squeeze by people; i just stood there and be banged – this is very good blockout/post training for basketball. and the thing about ff is that you essentially jump with their songs, so imagine jumping and be bumped as you mosh; it was essentially hell. but heyy, brilliant showmanship and charisma from alex kapranos was worth it and i think the next time i go for a rock concert, i m just gonna wear shirts, berms and thick shoes. and a singlet inside; how is it that a concert can be more tiring than a 2.4 run?! bloody kiasu singaporeans. rawr.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
2.41am in the morning, and there’s a sudden sense of melancholy. john wayne gacy jr lolls in the air again and i think these days it’s one of the few songs that can actually make me feel something. today’s jocelyn wu’s birthday and it’s been ages since i last saw her and i wonder, how’s she getting on. there’s been too many losses and departures in my life and i think funnily enough what someone said to me was right, that friends made in secondary and jc times last the best and somewhere deep within me lies a whole body of guilt and i think these days, guilt, and not melancholy and lovelessness governs my life. sad innit.
