something for you viewers to chew on.

ignorance can be enlightened,

a drunk made sober,

the sad made happy,

the arrogant humbled,

the insecure made firm,

but stupid lasts forever.

Sugababes - Easy

Sugababes - Easy.

a fusion of victorian goth meets retro funk. with cheesy lyrics about "sex on the beach, not on the rocks".

typical all girl group video, with the fiasco of hair blowing in the wind, robotic dance moves to end off the choreograph, black leather of 007 girls gone bad.

sad that (my favourite asian mix girl) Mutya has left the group, the new girl (whatever her name is) looks like a Stacie Orico gone Satanic. tsk.

to address an issue

floods, repeats, discrimination, assumptions and reading too much into the most minimal words.

i don't condone such behaviour.

if people think i'm breaking down inside, or that i'm as weak as i was years ago, go ahead.

i don't need to impress, improve or indent someone else.

if people think that they're here to flood my tagboard so that they can be like a little baby in a cradle screaming for utmost attention go ahead. i'm not the one being fed by the bottle.

wild dogs don't chase parked cars. i'm sorry if i've got a brighter future than you, that i'm doing something to make a point, that i'm helping others unconditionally.i have my fair share of fun and at times i hurt others and myself, but who doesn't? sure i've got my faults, but at the end of the day, who gets the benefit of this senseless tagging?

if it's his/her satisfaction, then i must say that is indeed very very sad.

TGIFFFFF

the long anticipated weekend is finally here! aside from the trepidation or rather, boredom of guard duty looming over me this sunday, i guess there's always a positive side, and that's halloween next week!

and that well, i guess i found out some stuff about the ex, and how _________ the ex was and how the ex's ex is even more ______. tsk.

well, karma karma karmmmmmma.

okay, slowly letting go of the bitter betty-ness in me. no love lost!

and my poles PILLARS of my life, my loves, i'll be seeing them tomorrow for training, how great can life start to be? almost endless and abundant as long as your mindset is renewed.

well, aside from being holed up in this computer lab doing some tests, i'm almost shaking in the knees on how i can think of things to do within my service time here. like SATs? a private degree maybe? or even A levels!

or learning driving, or learning to lick my elbow.. oh you know the gist.

time to start brainstorming on my own blog or maybe a shared one with mandylicious.

maybe a change.

apparently my obsessive (but very affable) fans on my tagboard do not realise the patterns in my blogs since i've started blogging, i shall not state the utmost obvious lest i reveal a bigger level of moronity they have hence achieved.

and yes, maybe it's time i "move house" with my dear mandylicious. coz

#1- glam people should shack it up together

#2- it's easier to keep in touch that way since we're both so busy

#3- her hot friends can bio me. HAHA.

well 2/3 of the above is true. think about it =p

a thursday night

i'm so itching to change this blog soon. it's 2 more months to january, and as always i always relocate every year, and it isn't THAT hard to find me really.

now really bored at the computer lab, after a whole day of tests and antennae exercises.

i looked through some familiar blogs and i just wanan blog so much, it's up to my brim in the neck, but judging from my current demography and geography. i have to suffocate myself.

lamenting about stayins.

i hate the army (for the X1298417928948) time.

i feel very out of touch.

and the only thing i can blog about is the Salvatore Ferragamo EDT that i sneaked in.

or that the vending machine stocks up on Bread Pan (not Daryl's brand, but some garlic crisps) and Snickers and TOP bars every other day.

or that green is my colour.

or that the cook house muslim food is very creative. (satay beehoon last night? watered down please)

or that we're dying of boredom every weekday night as we don't have anything on at night

or that one of our peculiar quizzes actually have answers online. hmmm.

or that planning our weekends never seemed more detailed (with hourly slots!)

or that phone bills are on the rise thanks to excessive sms-ing during before after class.

or that B&J is so insufficient. (CHERRRY GARCIAA)

or that my clothes are gathering dust in my room without me wearing 'em.

or that you develop a close affection to your signals PT tank.