Sigh. I’m in a tight spot. Just now, after work, I went to the arcade, right? And sure enough, there were people dancing on the Para Para machine. I thought the one dancing looked familiar, and yes, I’ve seen her before. I’ve spectated from afar.

Sec 2, bouncy hip-shaking almost ah-lian-ish ..

Made friends with her pretty easily. And we all danced the hours away.

2 people we didn’t know. There was one guy in skinny pants who want pretty good, and another girl who played Hard too. We all played Hard except the girl who I made friends with.

And her sister. Her sister is Cindy. Yeah. Invited me to church.

Hmm. Let’s see.

This is the second time that Jesus has spoken. Lawl. Or has he? I refuse to go though, and my mother is so idiotic, went to read the messages on my handphone. So kepo can?

Then suddenly my SIM card works, so I can abandon the stupid Nokia phone, and I can use my Sony Ericsson phone.

But the thing that pisses me off is, …

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Friday

I decided to be very resourceful with my Sony Ericsson, so I took lots and lots of pictures. Majority didn’t make it into the cut on the blog post.

Pictures are nice. But that’s an understatement.

Friday afternoon — last day of 30% discount.

Dishwasher : “Sotong.”

There’s something in the water.

I’m not trying to lecture, I just care about my daughter.

Mami, I need ya.

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Rosie O’Donnell speaks Chinese fluently.

She says: …

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Sometimes, I just find myself to be so damn attractive in my photos. Or maybe it’s just the shirt. Well. Can’t go wrong with V-necks, can you?

I am squinting my left eye in this photo. Woot.

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When one’s tired.

One’s really tired.

But I’m grateful for one thing: After 9 days of nonstop day-to-day work, I’m proud to say (for no good reason whatsoever [because I'm a spoiled childish brat]) that I finally have..

A motherfuckin’….

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Hmm. I was really tired yesterday, but I don’t know what reason. I mean, I already got enough sleep. And I was trudging around with my blase, uncaring face, giving customers invisible middle fingers. Like, why wouldn’t I?

And after work, I realised the whole day, I ate finger food.

So a McSpicy Meal Upsize told me…

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You know, when I’m bored, I’m REALLY bored. I miss Windows. And I miss gaming. I’m a casual gamer. I miss my Gunz, my Maplestory, my Audition. Grr. But I guess I’ll have to settle for something less exciting.

Now I’m playing Dofus.com, some kind of Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game (whoo, I managed to type that all out without any reference whatsoever)… I have no idea how it’s pronounced, or why it’s called that. Just know that it’s what I’m doing to waste my life.

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Remember I placed a Nuffnang ad on my old blog? Ok, maybe you don’t, but gee, I made $1.20 just like that. Wow, right?

Anyway, the other day, while I was preparing for work [if you people are asking why I'm not blogging as frequently as you expect; it's because I'm busy making money, so let me do what I do]. Yeah.

So, I was preparing for work, you see, and I got a hard-on after my morning shower. So yeah. My MacBook was on. I opened iMovie. Record with iSight. And something developed.

Now, at this moment…

My “development” garnered…

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Once upon a time, I kicked the flush button while using a cubicle, where else other than Tampines Mall? I didn’t mean to do it on purpose, fuckhead. You know I thought there was a sperm stain on the button, so I played safe by using my Nike shoes.

Oh God. I kicked it open and took a look at the mechanisms that go inside.

Lol. It’s not everyday that people see the insides of a modern flush machine.

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I am a Para freak. Call me Para-noid. Lol. Get it? Lol. Well. I should really stop typing in my childish immature shallow ways. Not that it’s a bad thing, it’s mass-market for a wide audience. But I’m afraid, my audience has to tolerate me changing. Internally — mentally, emotionally, psychologically.

You can blame it on the book “Paint it Black.” Insights bewilder; plots twist suddenly. Mourning for dead people.

Death is such a great topic to write about, because… hey, how else do you draw readers without EMOTION? I read a lot of books, yeah, I’m a self-professed bookworm. Now I venture into adult fiction, where words like “fucking“, “masturbating” and “cock” prop up ever so frequently.

Sex is not frowned upon. I love reading books like these. I often get lost in analogies and expressions of a kind that’s so *ahem* too mature for my comprehension, but that’s the thing. I just LOVE the feeling of getting lost in a book — sometimes, I even trackback and re-read sentences, though I know that’s not good for reading quick.

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