Wednesday, March 14, 2007

waaaallleett!

I need. a wallet.

arrgh. Can't stand the hole in the wallet anymore le.... I'm losing millions of dollars thru that hole!
(... ok. that was just an exaggeration. But seriously, I think I lost more then 10 bucks.)

why can't they make more innovative or durable wallets?


sianz. I miss spinning my wallet on my palm and slamming it down on the mrt gate sensors.

now, I look like a freaking clown when I do that. All the coins fly out. Hit the granny behind me, who stumbles and crashed down on a businessman who was talking on his phone, causing the phone to fly, and hit the head of an ah beng who yelled "f*** y**!" very loudly.
Coincidentally, the person on the end of the line was Kim Jong Il, who then decided to declare war on Singapore..

There is a nuclear holocaust, US intervenes, the UN is helpless, China starts throwing bombs around and Russia take out their atomic arsenal. Everybody dies, and the world is thrown into a second ice age. Cockroaches rule the world.

YOU SEE?? Somebody get me a wallet quick!!!

haha...

x)

On a dimmer note, I read Jeremy's blog. (Mr. Boo).
... He's always light hearted, hyperactive, and perpetually stuck with a silly smile on his face...

but, the way his mum treats him..... I dunno... its kinda depressing...

"this is the last time i am giving you anything,
next time, whatever you need,
whatever you want to do with your life,
whatever you want, ask your dad.

i am not talking to you
until i see my real jeremy again."
- Jeremy's Mum

What is the real jeremy? Who is the real jeremy?

Is the quest to find the "real jeremy" sufficient reason to starve him, disown him, excommunicate him?

I feel really sad for Jeremy sometimes.... It makes me appreciate my parents a whole lot more..

... I still can't bring myself to think that people, as filthy rich as Jeremy's parents will begrudge at giving $10 to their 18 year old kid - to buy a meal.

... sigh...

it hurts to know your friends around you are being hurt. And you can't do anything about it.

bleah~. And he keeps insisting on paying the chalet money. (jeez! go get something super ultra fattening for yourself please! Like a
Carl'sJuniorSuperstarburgerwithbeefchips,
extracheeseandextralargerootbeer,
withmayonnaiseatthesideandcheesedipsattheother,
andfinishofwithalargesliceofcheesecake.
please)

or. I'll buy you one.



growl. I need a w-a-l-l-e-t... somebody go out with me to buy a nice wallet!!

err.. haha... I need to go to the dentist to torture my teeth soon too...

... hmm...


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