So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I've sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good
I want to do it again
- Bachelor Girl
feeling...neglected, unwanted and just very much alone.
"fool."
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
he's been studying really hard, a sure shoo in for a whole load of As if you ask me. i just hope he doesn't burn out before the exam is over. he refuses to tell me his shoe size, so.. if anyone knows who i'm talking about and you know his shoe size, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.. please.. not desperately, but you know, please, let me know. haha.
i'm going to try and start a business.. see how it goes. jeremy's quite hopeful. so am i. so, hopefully, all goes well and all you people, PLEASE ENDORSE. hahaha.it'll be a good investment. haha.
well, i'm keeping myself busy being grounded and all... OH YES, before i forget..
once...again...
Acsian Theatre presents
THE GOLDEN COUNTRY
5th January, Friday
8pm
DBS Arts Centre - Home of the SRT
$15/ticket
Free Seating
i don't have my mobile anymore, so TAG my board, EMAIL me, or hound me on MSN.. or if you want, you could call my house number if you have it. not like i'm going anywhere. JUST PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME GUESS WHO YOU ARE. IT THOROUGHLY ANNOYS ME. i'll just tell you: "NO IDEA" and make you feel neglected and unwanted. so, TA.
allrighty.
off to stare at my fan going round and round.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
you wanna treat me like that. treat me like dirt and like i ain't worth shit. i despise you both. the things you did and do and are going to do. i mean.. what the hell? you don't deserve anything. make it sound like i'm mentally unsound. ditch me somewhere where we won't meet on a daily basis, take away my life, dreams and all forms of communication. trap me in this damn hole and i can't get out. i'm pissed off. could you tell?
so this is where things are headed. aight, i can live with it.
after all, the closest thing we ever shared was similar DNA.
so, EFF off.
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.
my..
life...
BREATHE.
it's been...so...BUSY.
i woke up this morning and everything just..ACHED. my biceps, triceps, hamstrings, quarts and... OH MY BACK. ow. yes, well. OW.
i thought all the running about and stuff was never gonna end, and IT HAS. i'm not sure if it's a good thing. i mean, on one hand, i can actually sleep and breathe and take in the not-so-sweet aroma of HAZE, and feel absolutely lethargic and have nothing better to do than to look at the fan go round and round and wonder why it's creaking. MMM.. and yet, on the other hand, i'm going to miss having some people around on a daily basis.
but i feel that i need to do justice to some special people in my first year of junior college life. they've made it loopy, mobilic and ... QUEER. but without them, life would be a chore.
ben chow.
yes homie, you have made this year a very...queer and exciting one. without you, i wouldn't have done or said some of the darnest things i have. without you, i would never have fully understood the definition of SANE.. or rather, INsane. YOU, my dear friend, have redefined it for me. HEH HEH HEH. your antics, incorperated with MY antics, have made us an extremely comical duo.. in our own weird deifinition of comedy, (most would just sigh in exasperation). you have been there for me, through high times and low times, and we have shared sentiments and thoughts over...MATTERS.. some more odour-full than others. (NO, that wasn't a racist dig.. OK, maybe it was. i would say: SELECTIVELY RACIST.) you have so much potential and are capable of so much more than you're allowed to show. don't let what others say pull you down, you are...spectacular and unique in your own right, and i love you for it. to end this off: "HE FELT LIKE A MAN AGAIN." you know that'll be my favourite line for that play. cheers mate.
disha.
annapurna something something.. nevermind. i won't even try. my fellow dysfunctional clock. you are..AMAZING. you have been there for me..through it all, my temperaments, when i'm down and out, when i flung my phone across the srt o.O, when i go a bit nuts, when i'm ready to fling people down staircases and what not.. THANK YOU. you have jacked me so many times, i've lost count.. from washing faces in toilet bowls (not that we did) and eating vegetarian sandwiches (not that i did, but you did.. heh heh heh), to having mobil moments where you would just laugh at me (thanks, really helps my self esteem), it's been fun.i couldn't have asked for a more whacko friend than yourself. and in the wise words of narrator #2 & 5: "eh, eh, you're sniggering on stage. HEHEHHEHE. eh, why're you sniggering on stage!" love you babe.
and to that special someone,
thanks for always, without fail, being there for me. through my pmsy moments, my loopy moments and your loopy moments, every moment has been bliss. you've always made sure i'm feeling good and that i don't get run down by cars while crossing the road, you make sure that i don't trip and fall flat on my face, and as cheesy as it sounds (i know disha's gonna cringe. TOO BAD GIRL.) you've shown me something i never dreamt of. words will never suffice, so i'm just gonna stop here. i love you. "YOU CAN ONLY SAY THINGS LIKE THESE AT 1AM IN THE MORNING."
that's all for now, but before i take my leave,
TO THE ACSIAN THEATRE J1s OF 2006: THANK YOU.
YOU GUYS AND GIRLS HAVE MADE THIS JOURNEY...FANTASTIC.
-"return LOVE with LOVE."
what iAMY has to sing, has been heard.