Saturday, July 02, 2005
good morning. its 9.15 am and yes, i've done it again. i've arrived in school 1 hour before time even though i have a time table i carry around all the time! class actually starts at 10 but i went to set my alarm at 8 and i usually have to reach school the following hour. guess i like to put myself to punishing tests to beat the Z-monster. commendable eh? its the second time this week hell. the first was a wednesday but i had kang an there to while away the extra hour. but now its just me so i've decided to come down to the free access lab to read blogs and to blog. nifty eh. dont you hope i come early everyday? ; )
yesterday my ma sent me home from work. i usually start work at 7 but decided to go at 6 (hey!) so i went there and she was like complaining to me that since my grandparents left, the housework was often slipshod and left a lot to be desired. so i told her i'll go home to do the housework. and she was like then get you're ass crackin. so it became
codename: houseman
mission: elimate all visible dirt and eradicate stains. take no prisoners
arnaments: germ 'widow-maker' XV-9 vacuum cleaner (upgraded)
north korea manufactured 'democracy' nuclear mop (a.k.a kraken)
entry mode: stealth
confididentiality: top secret
so like a man with a vengeance i set myself loose on the the grimy imbeciles. the mission took a turn and nearly spiralled out of control! *gasps* but alas with my supreme weapon mastery and excellent agility and monstrous strength and x-ray eyes and flying capabilities good wins evil (even though i created the evil) and justice prevails! a blanket of peace lay over my household. but evil, as we all know it, will surely return. so until the next time, aw fuck it.
in lieu with my scheme to become a good boy so as to better influence my easily influenced siblings, i listened to my parents and stayed at home all week. i havent gone clubbing in a while. but its friday night and i have to go! meeting my long lost good friend to catch up on stuff. and sat maybe going for dilys' ex-boyfriends birthday bbq. not so much as to see him, but make the best of the opportunity to appease the furious entities that i call my classmates. a.k.a spend time with them. very sorry for missing out on chang da's open house. i seriously had stuff to do! i wont waste this chance if you guys are going trust me! so much for being a good boy. hrmph.
actually i think clubbing was a phase i had while growing up. you know when you're underage and all, the thrill of going out late at night and drinking and run the risk of being screened seemed so appealing. now clubbing is like for a purpose. with an agenda. its kinda shallow. and its SO FUCKING EXPENSIVE!!! so its not really much about me being a good boy. bet i had you there for a moment.
but its gonna be really cheap tonight. or at least i hope it is! i have no margin for errors so there. maybe i can try to act cute and get free drinks and rides. and then make a daring break for freedom with my ass still intact! gays can be so rich and all but getting ass raped is not so cool. so nah.
sometimes telling the truth can be so daunting. jeremy seemed right when he told me that you should give your girlfriend 70% honesty and 30% lies to save your own skin. but for somebody as compulsive a liar as me, i'm proud to say i served her with 100% honesty. cos i know that fucking measly 30% can come back and haunt you for the rest of your life! girls tend to sit on mistakes you make for 26 years and suddenly it explodes during an Arsenal vs. Chelsea game. but telling the truth is so so so difficult when you're as prone to making mistakes like me. not mistakes like kissing a girl or caught having sex with a guy. but mistakes like smsing her 'what you were like last time and asking for her trust when you cant seem to trust yourself a lot'. sometimes i need to apologise. sometimes i need to admit that i aint right. sometimes i should just keep my mouth shut, or only say 'hello'. sometimes i feel i'm walking alone.
so i put the song 'black star' by radiohead on repeat mode and came to terms with myself. i needed to rest cos i was so bleeding tired. so so tired.
and then last night i dreamt of kang an and cheng huat and me having a buffet! it was at some poly which had 2 cafeterias. and it was only $5! all you can eat. you can go to all the foodstores and order whatever the hell you wanted. but the buffet ended at 2pm and we were there at like 1.45pm. so i got some small crap and then right before 2pm i ordered a burger from macdonalds. and then it was over. i was still so hungry and so fucking pissed i wasted my money. but the other 2 seemed to be having a good time. dammit! glad i still remembered my dream though.
ah better run along to class now. dont want to be caught late when i'm actually 1 hour early! that would be injustice. but isint injustice what life is?
sammy says. at 12:49 AM