Wednesday, July 26, 2006

:cc-tv

i am strolling along a travelator, people glide gracefully, seemingly defying all the laws of friction and gravity. however i do not move nearly as gracefully, as i am only walking along the conveyor belt.

there is nothing much on me, a light cotton piece of $#^%# and a pair of shorts. my empty hands grasp the metal railing and upon feeling its cold-heartedness, i am overwhemled with commiseration. such a hard heart cannot withstand the pressure of society, i simply do not understand why such a being would exsist.

after my breif period of saddness and shedding some sorrowful tears, it dawns upon me that everyone around me is staring wide-eye at my direction. they also have their digital cameras pointed at me. i take my defensive stance and brace myself for any unexpected movements. my senses are heightened and i am ready to take on any resistance. with my forceful vocals, i let out a battle cry and charge aimlessly towards the crowd in front of me. they are quick(!), avoiding every single punch i throw at them. my brave actions are but futile. fustration fills my head like a cheese grater grating cheese that is still wrapped in plastic.

after several moments, i come up with a plan to escape this dreadful place. i dash towards the lift lobby and wait for a lift. i take the lift to level one and run for the exit. i let out a sigh of relief once i exit the entrance of the building. i have escaped from a terrible situation.

i stand in the middle of some open area, with the humid breeze in my hair, gripping onto some metal railing. my peace of mind is disrupted by my curiousity: why am i perspirating so vigourously? perhaps it is just in my head. my #!#$^ head.

Saturday, July 22, 2006

went for BoB last night. too bad my camera was left at home.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

tomorrow is the track finals, how exciting. Of course it feels weird, not running nationals for 2 years. hmm, i hope next year will be fine (pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease)

All the best to everyone running tmr, esp peeps from acsi/ acjc, espesp cross people running. i will be cheering for you, but not too loud, or else lung kana again. doctor say 1.

at least the music's good



blue october
electrico
orson

Monday, July 10, 2006

yay! Federer won Winbledon again
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yAy! at least Germany got third for World Cup!

lalalala

coldplay in Singapore tonight! noOOOoo!!! i'm not going!!!