lala...lalala.. it's holiday time.
but somehow i feel like i've been here before.
but you didn't need to know that,
prolly didn't want to know that,
and is of not much use to know that.


so i am just going to write a story.


Today, when consuming my noodles using a pair of chopsticks, something happened. i deftly stricked the fishball and placed it in my mouth. however, a wrinkle in time and space casued the fishball to jump out of my mouth and splash into the steaming bowl of soup. the splashed caused some chilli to lunge towards my innocent eyes. i thought of the poor children in ethopia who were dying of starvation. this made me intensely depressed. when i realised some soup had been placed on my eye, i started to tear uncontrollably. i was sad, but usually i do not express emotion so openly. i was bepuzzled. my reddened eyes started to swell and soon the annoyance was unbearable, so i let out a chilling and callous cry.