I really don't understand why I saw her today. It's not like I should be avoiding her, but instead it suddenly became a situation where I WANT to avoid her. But there she was, standing next to Edwin wearing spectacles and a button-down shirt. Amanda was in front of me once again.

Edwin wants me to fix things with her, just like how he wanted me to forget what Wei Hao and Shaun did. They would belittle such an ancient situation, but an apology would be nice. But I do try to forget about the incident, and I decided that I wouldn't be bothered to fall under the limelight and fall victim to their pranks again.

But ever since that incident, I've never spoken to Amanda. Things just got too awkward and weird. It wasn't just the prank that did it, she had suddenly fallen in love with another guy. I don't wanna be that guy who waits for things to fall in place. I rather be out of the whole scene and forget the entire thing ever happened. Move to a different group... maybe I wouldn't need to see them cuddle underneath his Barcelona jacket anymore.

If I ever needed some assistance, I would ask Ee May instead, or if she was available to reply, I'd ask Marianne or Vi Vian. And that was how I lasted the previous 3 months. Fallen out of love could be the best temporary thing I had ever done, and I made stupid jokes to cover up any unhappy feelings I had. It felt good. For a while.

Edwin never seemed to stop telling me to patch things up with other people. Edwin was that kind of person. He heard things from ppl, and he like to say it out in the most random moments. I'd learnt that Amanda had quit SAC, as well as failed, all of her papers? He also said that she broke up with that guy, as if that meant something.

Amanda never stopped to think that I was still angry at her. The truth is that I never blamed her for it (bcos I should be blaming those two), just that I could never feel comfortable being in the same room with her anymore. Every conversation I thought of would sound awkward. According to Edwin, she also never left her sights off her phone(s), something I told her to do right before I stopped talking to her entirely.

Edwin is really killing me by telling me all of these, by making me rethink of the past 6 months. Amanda may really hate to lose a friend like me, and maybe she thinks of me to a certain extent. But what I want, I can't decide. And what I can decide, isn't something I want to do. All the time given to me to "chill" isn't going to get me anywhere.

Maybe ignorance is bliss. Maybe in the scenario... it really is.

  Today I found something to talk to Bak Chen about. It's something good and unusual, because he usually only asks me whether I'm driving to college, and when I'm going to get a car. He kinda makes me feel depressed that I don't have a car, but he talked about the upcoming Mooncake Festival today. His family is still keep the tradition running, since he's going to have some special dinner with some special ppl, I guess. I don't really have much.

  I remember running around the neighbourhood with a Power Ranger lantern, but it gets quite boring running around until the light goes off, and it's time for you to come back. My siblings are 7-9 years older than me, so they're definitely not doing something like that. (Although we did once light lanterns on the rambutan tree, and it almost got caught on fire). There's no staring at the round moon or saying riddles. Honestly, in this kind of era, that type of family is rare. Probably Horace's family might have it, since his gramps is staying with him.

  The recent trend for me seems to be me myself buying snowskin mooncake for my own consumption (since the rest of them don't like it, they expect me to pay it for myself). I didn't keep track, and ate a single yolk lotus snowskin mooncake already. Now there's a honeydew peach snowskin mooncake sitting in my fridge, and Bak Chen is eager to know how it taste like because he wants to buy one himself.

  Anyway, happy mooncake festival, y'all!

    How do you keep all those emo-ness from you? If you express it out on your blog, people are just going to think they're bloody emotional, and at most they can only advise "good luck and take care". But if you don't let it out, it'll just build up stress.

    I'm just surprised how some people can just keep their act altogether. Maybe ignorance is truly bliss. Maybe they don't see it as a problem. I remember watching one Las Vegas episode with a monk in it. He told Delinda that "If you have a problem, you need to think whether there's a solution. If there is, then you shouldn't be worried (bcos there's a solution). If there isn't a solution, then you also shouldn't be worried (bcos you can't do anything about it)." I really like that saying.

    Since I don't want to spoil the mood, I'll just avoid all the emotional stuff, which unfortunately seems to be happen simultaneously right now. So I'll just talk about my past.

    I don't know whether my childhood memories are happy, but I certainly find some things more memorable than the boring shit (the studying involved). I dunno how you're going to judge me on this, but one of the more memorable stuff in my primary school life was my tomboyish classmate Stella decided to strip in front of the boys. Very unusual stuff. And my classmate used to eat stepped-on grass, and later fell sick that day. I dunno why I can remember all these stupid things. Maybe it's what you call... selective memory. @_@

    I remember I had a classmate who was a misfit. Even the teachers didn't like him. It's not like everyone chose not to like him, he made it difficult for people to like him. Maybe he was behaving... emo. O_O Anyway, he went to the teacher with this dilemma how everyone hates him (which was the actual truth), but the teacher resolved this by putting on a "show" (she prep-ed us beforehand) and convinced him he was likeable.

    Last time there was a short period that I like Stella, even though she preferred the typical handsome basketball player in my class. (Somehow even when I was young, I could accept such a thing) Funny thing was when that guy found out she cheated on an exam, her main concern was getting caught and how his perception towards her will change. She asked me over her place, and help call him on her behalf to find out whether he reported her.

    I guess I miss my primary school life. I miss how silly it was.

    Firstly, I'll explain why I'm doing this. Long time ago, I started writing stories, but most of them were love stories. People who I persuaded to read didn't like it. Simply put, I think they found it to be of bad taste. One person suggested, "why don't you write children's stories?". Which is why I'm going to write an unadulterated version of Aesop stories, and watch me conjure one out as I write. *coughs*

    Once upon a time, there was a spoilt brat who came from a rich family. Whatever he wanted, he always got it. There was one time his father promised him  to buy him a limited edition toy, but before he got it, his dad died from syphillis. He was forced to live a life of poverty, and he felt heartbroken for his expensive toys to be sold off.

    But he never forgotten about that limited edition toy, and how he felt so unhappy over it. He dreamt and dreamt of it day and night, but he could not get over it. One day, a nearby hobbo heard his cries and learnt of his dilemma.

    He did not console the boy, but asked him instead "Do you know we were all born with 6 fingers?"

    "Huh?" said the boy, feeling confused.

    "Oh yes. Now could you tell me what you imagined you could do with your 6th finger?"

    "No, not really" replied the boy, temporarily forgetting his problems.

    "Now... could you imagine what you could do with 5 fingers?"

    "What are you talking about? We have got..." exclaimed the boy as he looked at his hand, and was shocked to find 4 pinkish fingers in front of him. "5 fingers..."

    When he looked up to enquire the old man, he had already disappeared. The small boy had then cried over his missing finger, and had completely forgotten about his toy.

MORAL OF THE STORY: We should not cry over something that we have not come into possession, but be grateful with what we already have. TEEHEE!!!

Today we ate dim sum at Tai Tong, where my parents picked up my granduncle along with my grandma at her house, while my sister was suppose to drive us there to the restaurant. Neither of us knew what time the place opens, but my dad instructed my sis to be there at 10.45am. When I called to check up on them:

Me: are you there yet?
Dad: yeah yeah we're there. going up, going up (the elevator, i presume).

When we reached Tai Tong, NOBODY WAS THERE. AND THE SHOP DIDN'T EVEN OPEN. So my sister started ranting like mad about my parents and how she doesn't want to join these kind of things anymore. Turns out when I called, my dad assumed "there" was where my grandparent's live, so they were still 15- 20 mins away from the restaurant!

Anyway, I bought one of their creation called "Peach and Honeydew Snowskin Mooncake". Should taste good.

Came back home, and used the computer while my sister was out. She came back, starting shouting at me how I was using her computer and her mouse. Technically, she bought all the computer components, but she doesn't like to share. *sighs*

I sms-ed Siew Fai, found out he was in a bar drinking German beer while watching football. So yeng. I'm sitting at home writing audit notes instead. So pathetic. (And oh yeah, Chelsea finally lost. =O)

The real climax of the day was when I was watching this show called "Mother at 16" on Hallmark. SOMEHOW they just like to air these kind of shows!! Anyway, I was sitting there thinking what am I doing watching this at 3am... -__-

I learnt guys in US loves making love, but don't like becoming fathers. And I learn how to hold a baby. LOLX.

 Hari Raya has just ended, and I finally woke up from holiday mode after dinner time last night. I was having too much fun from playing mahjong, Smackdown v Raw and Football Manager (yes, again), and decided to read on group accounts (for some unknown reason).

 I sms-ed Li San and Siew Fai at 11pm regarding tomorrow's class, whereby Siew Fai AGAIN didn't reply. Didn't really matter because he prob fell asleep. It was until 1.45am that he started asking me the SAME question. I thought replying him would do some justice, but he instead laughed and asked what was I doing up so late. That bass-tard.

 Dunno why I was so semangat that I read until 3am when Mr Chee sms-ed me again telling me he doesn't know how to do the F9 work. That was when I decided to do the work as well until 5.30 am.

 I woke up at 7.30, and was prepared to leave 15 mins later, but my dad decided to eat supplement pills today. I sarcastically said "take your time", which he really did...zzzzzz...

 The f*king road was really empty, that I could drive myself to college and come to class early, if only I had a car...

 I dunno why recently I can pay attention to Ms Geetha's class. Maybe it's because I called her "dear" already. Lulz.

 Siew Fai again had the nerve to ask for my paper to copy, when I couldn't find the answer. Nobody's that generous to borrow him notes on a daily basis. Someone should give me an award just for that. ;wild

 Went to the library and got distracted by well dressed girls again. DAMN IT!!! LOL. And then my phone ran out of battery, and that's why I'm here. -_-

1. Multiple EXs.

SOURCE: I was viewing Li San's album when I saw this pretty girl who looked familiar... Kinda reminds me of the same girl SOME GUY told me he was chasing after.

I somehow like the fact how some guys like to chase after someone else's ex, and then 10 years past, one girl is probably a group of 8 people's ex. What makes this even better is how sometimes these 8 people are actually close friends, so technically they have the same taste in girls and they both shared memories from the same girl.

Some people who are very active in finding ppl to be couple with can see at least 2 of their ex-s in Sunway Pyramid. It's like "OMG, that's my ex." "That guy's from our school, right? Yeah, he's my ex". It's entertaining to find ppl at the end of the day walks past 2-3 ex-s, give a weak smile and then go home with a bewildering mind.

2. Stray sperm

SOURCE: I was reading US articles online, and came upon this woman who wants to sue an Egyptian hotel because her 13-year old daughter came home pregnant after swimming in the hotel's pool. She claims her daughter got pregnant from a "stray sperm".

Somehow this *myth* is super funny. Obviously those who don't learn biology (combined with logic) would know that is virtually impossible, although I wouldn't want to give any further explanations. Adding the point of cause and effect, you'll be stupid to think "just one night couldn't be so wrong, you make me wanna lose control" doesn't mean you can't get pregnant. So great, you're pregnant and you can't tell mommy the truth. So what do you do? Blame the pool.

One last point, what kind of person lets sperm stray in the pool? WTF...

    I just don't understand why nobody wants to let me remain as a hater. Does that mean they don't think I'm a hater or no longer a hater anymore? Somehow it only takes one action to make things right, or in this case playing tennis.

    Yesterday I went to play tennis with Han Liang and Edwin at his place. I bought... my laptop, my tennis racket and another bag of miscellaneous stuff. It was more stuff than I usually carry when I go to college! Anyway, Edwin told me that night before that he invited Shaun and Wei Hao to play as well.

    For those who don't know, I'll keep this short. I only remembered Shaun laying out a prank on me, but it wasn't until Edwin reminded me that it was Wei Hao who wrote out the sms. I suddenly had a bitter feeling, but being a person who thinks a lot, I knew Edwin would have asked those two to be on better terms with me, JUST to put up with it.

    At first I didn't feel comfortable about it, and just sat in the car quietly as Shaun and Wei Hao, being the more chatty ones talk throughout the whole trip to the mamak stall for brunch. As we got back, Shaun out of the blue asked me whether I was ready to get pwned in DOTA in a joking manner.

    As the day ended, the moment I've seen miles away came as Edwin started asking me "See, Shaun isn't that bad, right...". It's true that Shaun is funny and all, but it's hard to let go of all this disgusted feeling towards them in such a short time. Somehow, when you hate these kind of ppl, you start to think they look yong sui. Lolx.

    Forgiving ppl this year. Not a simple thing to do.

    The day right after I fell sick, I got back to my feet and started concentrating in the f9 class. It seemed more interesting than usual, and it could be the syllabus or it could be that (for some horrible reason) I couldn't afford to miss another accounting class like that.

    I don't want to mention his name again, but this time he interrupted in my work to ask me whether I feel any odd vibrations in the auditorium... =.= In horror movies like Final Destination, this guy might be the sole survivor of a freak accident in the auditorium, but in any normal circumstances, he got overexcited over some vibrations.

    Li San as usual very helpful by providing me with audit notes and tissue paper when I ran out of mine. I'll definitely belanja her to A sushi and ice-cream. ;determined

    Somehow the day turned out funny. I was in the car with my dad at the traffic light, when I was looking at the girl walking at the sidewalk. Nothing much, besides the usual attire (tight tee, hot pants), but my controversial dad passed his usual remark.

Me: WTH are you looking at her for?
Dad: WTH... You were looking at her too!

    Then during the F9 class, Ms Geetha was getting used to calling all of us "dears", and for reason, it was like a natural response to call her back that way. That cracked up the class, but I wasn't really aware about what I did so I didn't give much of a response.

    Had a good run in DOTA as well. Played 5 v 5 simple bots, and Edwin's advice came out perfect. However, I'm still far away from EVEN reaching levels with a normal bot...

SEPTEMBER 14

Everyone was making plans about what were we going to do for Jacob's birthday, that I wasn't aware all these while that Su Lian died on the very same day with Jacob's birthday. When I came home, I checked it up on FB (I remembered it was this month) and found out that it was tomorrow. I left a post for ppl to sign if they remember it's her death anniversary. I then studied in the living room, end up sleeping on the couch.

SEPTEMBER 15, 7AM

I woke up to find the right side of my forehead hurting a lot, plus it was so painful that I could hardly open my right eye. I then remembered what happened to Su Lian before this. She had a brain tumour pressing onto her eye, and that's how she died from brain cancer. What's even worse is that last month was just Ghost Festival. It seemed impossible for a person to be this unlucky, yet it was happening. How do you only get a headache on one side, and it's hurting your right eye as well?

Su Lian wasn't a close friend of mine, even though she was my classmate for 2 years. I wouldn't think she wanted to do this sort of thing to me, but I was still fit as a fiddle the previous night. I decided to skip class today, just in case something wasn't right and slept it off in my bed instead.

The headache subside and my right eye is still a bit tired, but I can't help to think whether I should believe in the supernatural...

 I dunno what to say about how I feel. Perhaps I could look like I'm happy with my life, but I'm likely to be hating it. I recently been quite happy because my hair just grew back to a stylable length (even though I don't style it. lol), and I'm in the Buddhist society practicing my religion, and I'm even Assistant Secretary in another club. Life perhaps should be good?

    But like I said, something is missing. Maybe it's the feeling of not chasing after another girl, maybe it's not being able to play the study syllabus in my fingertips. Today was F7 class, and teacher starting scolding us about not completing her work. I had the necessary work done, and would have pretended to have "read through the answers" but turns out she wanted our own handwritten work as well.

    I dunno how unhappy I have been recently, that I've been cynical throughout the class, and the classic victim was Siew Fai who didn't know a single thing is going on. Perhaps he daydreams easily (it happened during bowling before), that his response time is very bad except in moments of a break, or the clock ticking 2.45pm. Eason resumed to his usual self, but he hasn't done anything bad enough for me to remind him of the incident.

    After class, Siew Fai was telling how his feeling has been a bit down, and he wanted to watch the new Singaporean movie, Where Got Ghost? I was interested in joining him, even though I'm suppose to be studying in the library and currently facing liquidity problems. The show turned out okay, although it was ridiculous as usual and soooo not worth your money's worth. I heard ALL movies right now suck, but that's prob the econ downturn speaking.

    There were a lot of girls in group of 3, couples, and group of friends watching the movie. Siew Fai and I were the only 2 guys that came together to watch a movie. The girls had ridiculously good sense of fashion, and I wish I could be watching them instead of the movie. LOL. And I guess one of the girls sitting next to Siew Fai feel lucky, where I was stuck sitting next to a fat dude stuffing his chubby fingers down the popcorn box. xP

    Siew Fai started talking about finding a job as a sales promoter during college break, and that really made my mood change. I'm not very good at getting ppl to accept me, no matter as a friend, committee member or in this scenario, an employee...

    Life might be alright, but it's not alright with me.

That day was the last day of our exams, and Li San was saying it's a good day (since exams are going to end), but all I can think was marriage. I wasn't in the mood to study F9 because the previous day was sooo demotivating because I only finished 3 questions. GUARANTEED will fail for the first time in my CAT/ACCA exams. Dx

When I came into the exam hall, the guys were asking me how come I haven't registered marriage with Siew Fai... Kena pwned lorr like that...

Then I found out that everyone previously exempted now have English class. And then the magical thing is that the teacher didn't turn up. Damn ma ham lorr...

So I had to attend this family reunion, which was the other plan if I didn't have to attend English class. My aunty left her talkative 10 year-old son to sit next to me. The entire time he was telling me about his Lego set (which involved 4 miners and 1 monster). He's home-schooled (other schools prob rejected him or something), so he has plenty of time to play Lego all day. My younger cousin, who's 17 didn't come, so I had to listen to him.

Somehow, he thinks I still play Lego.

Cousin: Do you know what's harder than *some rock monster*?
Me: No, I don't. I don't play Lego.
Cousin: What do you mean you don't play Lego??!!

I got bored, so I started making the Lego ppl do dirty stuff...



Next thing I know... the small boy likes it, so he starts doing some of his own. I SWEAR THIS WAS ALL HIM AFTER THAT.

WITH exception to Yoke Fen (who basically know 80% about my life.. oh my sweet lao po... LOL), I'm going to be talking about something that happened in the past. I know a lot of things seemed to just happen to me, as if my life is so darn interesting (as quoted by my cousin) but sometime's I wish it wasn't that way...

Last time when I entered Chinese primary school, I really disliked the language. It was like learning a new language without anyone encouraging you, which is why I got 2As, 5Bs in my UPSR. Now usually people would just be suicidal, but I didn't do it. Instead I was made fun upon and mocked how "I should ask suicidal ppl with 6As, 1B to look on the good side instead".

Having results like that, I entered the last class during Form 1 in secondary school, and I got to know a girl who was very intelligent. She did have the brawns and the brains, but I wasn't THAT into her. Anyway, I always ended up 1st place, while she was 2nd. It was one of my stupid classmate of mine who thought "genuis no.1 and no.2 make a good couple" and started a rumour.

If you know me, you know I don't deny this kind of things. I make jokes out of it, and kid a lot about it. Of course now that I realized this is just provoking the rumour, not so much of a good idea la. Anyway this girl kept on bugging me on study tips, but I had none so I had nothing to tell her. 6 months down the line, she was acting very cold towards me.

All that time I was thinking "Hmm maybe she thinks I'm arrogant because I'm not sharing any study tips.", but later I found out that... When she heard the rumour that I liked her, SHE HATED IT BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT "WHAT AN UGLY GUY TO CHASE AFTER ME."

Now, this is one of the things that happens now and then. It's ME who hates a person WHO'S LIKED BY EVERYONE. Everyone kept on saying "You're a retard. That girl has a great personality". So it was basically me against everyone. What made things worse is that my dad used to work with her dad, so when they saw one another in Parade, I had to look at her as well.

Why I'm saying this is because I recently added her on FB, she APOLOGISED and said it was her mistake for mistreating me. It's just so weird because now I have to fill up the gap which used to be anger towards her... It's odd that I was finally in the right and that she was in the wrong. I'm not boasting about it, it's just that it rarely happens to me, i guess... TEEHEE!

It all started some time ago when one of my friends who i studied with decided to tell me and another friend of mine that he's been chasing after a girl (something that I never seem to hear the end of it). Of course I totally brushed it off as "another wild goose chase", but the other guy who was listening to this piece of news seem deeply affected by it. He then started asking why he was still single, and why doesn't he have a girlfriend at all. It was funny how this was the same guy who told me a year ago that "girlfriends are expensive and burns your pocket".

I thought a good pat on the back would put him back in good spirits, but the next day when I checked up on him, he said he was busy due to an "emergency". This "emergency" turns out to be this girl he was chatting with the previous night, and he was waiting anxiously for her reply. Honestly, this has to be the first time I've seen such a scenario. I mean, I don't even get to watch this kind of scene on Wah Lai Toi...

So right now, I have two friends who are chasing after their dreams / dream girls. They usually say that you're not thinking straight when you're falling in love, and probably now that I'm saying this, they're going to chase after me with pitchforks but it's the truth. I'm not saying these guys don't stand a chance, I'm just thinking WHY do they have to do it. *metaphor* Just because that doughnut looks nice to eat, you don't need to rush in line to buy it already. Can't you step back and think whether do you really NEED to have that doughnut?

Another thing I notice is this: When people are dating, I ask them whether they're going to get married one day, and they reply back "why are you thinking so far ahead?" Which makes me think... you don't think the relationship will last for you to even have such a thought? If the relationship isn't going to last, then why are we in it in the first place?

I feel... When you put too love into something, one day it's going to blow up and kill us all.

Believe it or not, that's actually a line from the chanting. Lol.

So I'm going to report something about my past month experience being in the chanting class. It's... interesting, because everyone tries to be friendly with you because you're sharing the same religion, and they assume that you're very stoic in it. I think that's rather half the truth. The vice president was wearing a V-line Sunway T-shirt... ~She makes me wanna lose control... O o o...~ LOL

They were telling me how great chanting was, but honestly, I'm not sure whether it works or not la... Most of the time I just feel my fingers touching one another tightly, and my feet going numb from being in the same position. If you ask me, the only effect I find is that my feet can suddenly radiate heat out of nowhere, but it really isn't a good thing? Probably it could also be the result of the freaking weather that's killing me... I do feel calm a bit... but that just compensates my ability to sound more cynical and sarcastic. 2 things Buddha probably won't appreciate.

I told you guys how I would be laughing my ass off during chanting, but I don't feel that way during chanting. Everyone is so busy chanting out Sanskrit words, but the only time I don't think I'm taking it seriously is when some of the lines sound like lyrics, and it's like I'm singing it out instead and tapping my feet to it. AGAIN, something Buddha wouldn't appreciate.

They also pass me books every week, telling me how interesting it is to read them. The truth is, most of it is in Mandarin, and it's honestly quite something you should already know. You're not going to gawk and say "Gee, I didn't know I can get rich and live a longer life by being a Buddhist!" Actually that's what happens to ppl who are religious, regardless of the religion.

I'm not saying Buddhism is lousy. I'm just saying Buddhism works like every other religion.
 

The intensity was high for everyone who had feared of that day. 17th August. They even feared it before it begun. Some said that they weren't worried because they had World Stage to think about, but when that ecstasy feeling was over, their fears crept back in. I, on the other hand was cool as a cucumber.

It wasn't that I had nothing to fear, it was just that I perhaps believed in fate. Oh yes, I used the big "F" word there. I thought about it and looked back at my past 6 months. There was always that burning determination when you begin in ACCA levels, but things start cooling down when you realized "the friends you hang out with last year were pretty cool, so you should hang out more with them". Sure, law was a bitch, you had Ms Rozi scolding us maggots on the first lesson and you don't understand whack about performance management. But did that stopped you? NO.

So I just sat in class today where F7 held by Ms Shanta where she was going to teach about Group Accounts. It was boring because SHE COPIED IT OFF HER SET OF NOTES FROM T6. But I knew her well like she knew her students. She let us off 1 hour when the results was released on the day she taught T6, and I knew she was going to melt like a stick of butter on a summer day. Which she did.

The next place I found myself was in the library, looking at everyone gleefully staring at the screen. What surprised me was I thought my group would face casualties, but they didn't. These were the people who did last minute studying, telling his friends that he's already failing and then they get up from the computer seat feeling damn proud of themselves. I bet they even surprised themselves with how well they did...

It was when I waited until 5 pm and took my seat of death that I realized what was wrong with me. I knew that no matter the result, I was going to be disappointed with myself. But I couldn't feel that way when I realized the world isn't perfect. When Yong Soon and Freda said they failed their paper, it really brought me down to earth.

My condolences to those who fail. I'm sorry to hear that. *bows*

I didn't realize it could be that serious...



Please don't ask me what the answer is... xD

I hate going to the Indian barber shop. But too bad, they're cheap. But of course no cheap products are good, and no good products are cheap. Or maybe I just suck at giving instructions. Sometimes a mere "trim" means they're sloppy on their work. "Trim pendek" means they're going to go all the way...

At first I thought the sensitive word for barbers was "potong", and that was when I said "Potong semua", which I now realized he thought "all my hair" instead of what I meant at that time "all around (but not all my hair)". The next thing I know, he took the shaver and started from the middle...

Now I realized the sensitive word is "pendek", because pendek really means pendek. Lol. So instead of a Siew Fai haircut, I got myself a Horace haircut instead. I hate haircuts. Maybe it's because I'm so used to keeping my hair long. But everyone tells me I don't look good with long hair, plus I look emo in it, and my hair doesn't smell like it has been washed (although I wash it with Head & Shoulders every day, sometimes twice in a single bath session because I forgot whether I used shampoo yet. Yes, I'm THAT blur).

But I always think positive about it. It'll take a month for it to grow back like a bloody Kalimantan forest again.

There's a lot of things that doesn't come to mind until it smacks you in the head, like a headbutt perhaps. And one of these things happens to be dancing. I didn't really think much about dancing until words like "prom" and "MOS" becomes part of someone's sentence. This is mainly because:

• Gan won't do it because all rappers know is to "bounce".
• I doubt Li San can do it unless Ken persuades her with effort.
• Horace doesn't look like one, although it would add his already plentiful coolness factor.
• Yee Soon would probably just say "Huh..." when I mention it.
• Bak Chen will come up with a list for you why dancing is a bad idea, especially in a public area.
• Yoke Fen doesn't want me to touch her when I dance... so... how does that work?
• Shu Wen is already going to faint once I grab hold of her hand.

But I was thinking more of the likes of "choreography". You don't want to look like an idiot without a dance pattern. =P

That was until Siew Fai showed me a move in the elevator. At first I was like "lol, wth are you doing..." then I thought "Let's do this." xD

On other news, if you hadn't noticed, I join Facebook. The thing is...



I forgot it sent out notices to my Hotmail...