well i went to the dental clinic after all. after being compelled to do so by a phone call from my mother.



and i'm going to get my wisdom teeth removed this thursday. all 4 of them. i am worried for my well-being cos i have a low threshold for pain.



anyone got any wisdom tooth removal stories to share?

we're off the list. and there was a downpour this morning after all this heat. when i stuck my head out the kitchen window, it felt like an air conditioned room. it's been so long that i can't remember the last time i smelled cold air. air in shopping centres don't count.



i was supposed to go do something this morning. but after sticking my head out of the window, i feel more like going back to sleep.

i feel so fucking tired.

consumerised



i went to my first John Little friday sale today.



people were grabbing and feeling and rummaging and groping and comparing and pushing and shoving and jostling and trying and queueing.



and everyone had shopping bags full of bargains.



and customers and sales staff were out in full force.



...and i joined in the madness.



and boy am i beat.

i can't believe so many people don't know who Mr T is.

happy birthday Mr T.

how to get someone stubborn to see your site:

eightysix (12:42 AM) :

eh

jillian (12:42 AM) :

hello! yes?

eightysix (12:42 AM) :

hows you

jillian (12:43 AM) :

full

YOU?

jillian (12:44 AM) :

hello hello

eightysix (12:44 AM) :

what you eat?

eightysix (12:44 AM) :

im eaiting now

jillian (12:44 AM) :

hmm rice

wat u eating?

eightysix (12:45 AM) :

what did you eat.

why do you always seem to be sSSSOOOO FFUUUUUULLLLLL

jillian (12:45 AM) :

ahhahahaha cos yu always catch ,me at bad time

eightysix (12:45 AM) :

so have you seen my blog lately

eightysix (12:45 AM) :

cos ive lost it and i cant find it

jillian (12:45 AM) :

eh? no[e!

eightysix (12:46 AM) :

could you help me find it

jillian (12:46 AM) :

hmmmm i cant help you there wat

eightysix (12:47 AM) :

please could you help me find my site

jillian (12:48 AM) :

hwo to help you?

jillian (12:48 AM) :

wheres your blog anwyay

eightysix (12:48 AM) :

i dont know i cant find it

eightysix (12:48 AM) :

tts why im asking you help me find it

jillian (12:48 AM) :

thats so weird how come can not find it one

eightysix (12:49 AM) :

i lost it

eightysix (12:49 AM) :

help me find it

jillian (12:49 AM) :

so weird

jillian (12:49 AM) :

cant lah how to

eightysix (12:49 AM) :

go the address see if you can find it

eightysix (12:49 AM) :

i cant

jillian (12:50 AM) :

wat add

jillian (12:50 AM) :

i bet this is a trickl

eightysix (12:50 AM) :

www.thebackupplan.blogspot.com

eightysix (12:50 AM) :

i cant find it

jillian (12:50 AM) :

I SAW IT AND THIS IS A TRICK

it wasn't supposed to be a trick initially but since she kept on vehemently insisting that it was, i just carried on.





you know i love you jiwwo darling.

star wars 7, 8, 9 and probably more.

this is the real homobros. just something for all those who know what i'm talking about.



and this sounds really gnaarrly duuude!

i've been spending quite a bit of time complaining how bored i am and how i've got nothing to do now that i'm home so much. and i've been toying with the idea of getting some kind of job. preferably one that doesn't need that much of a commitment, since i don't have much time left here anyway.



well i've managed to find out about a couple, one thanks to jo who's always so nice and also a spiritual role model to some. and this other one which i think wouldn't be too much of a change of scene for me.



hmm...i'm still quite undecided. where's my old hymnbook?

one for all you christians out there. the total multimedia christian experience.



and also, the most irritating cursor-following script in the world.

talking about frufru tees:

eightysix (3:37 PM) :

BAH I WANT FRUFRU TEES

mother heroic (3:38 PM) :

KANAH WITH THIS FONT I MAKE FOR YOU LAH.

eightysix (3:38 PM) :

i dont fucking want the logo can

i want all the other tees besides the logo tee

mother heroic (3:39 PM) :

hmph.

i want them all.

political schmolitical.

i feel traumatised.



there was a huge blaze in the kitchen this morning. the stove caught fire.



everything's alright now.



but boy, am i feeling traumatised.

i love the "Taxi" theme. it is one of the best themes ever.



especially when the keyboardish instrument kicks in and then the horns and then the flute outtro. man, it kills me.



it really, really slays me.



i wonder if i can find it on kazaa.

does anyone know how come when you place something oily in a clear plastic bag, you know those kind of mini ones they use for take-away drinks, the outside of the bag eventually also becomes oily-feeling? does the oil seep through?



it boggles my mind.

i must say i enjoy watching the animated Mr. Bean series more than the original Mr. Bean series.



i'm not saying it's funny.



i just like watching it more.

from a channel 5 advertisement celebrating their 40th year:



"Hi! I'm Sharon Au. I grew up watching Channel 5! Dinch you?"






don't you lie, sharon.

don't ask me why i'm up. cos i don't know either.



listening to System Of A Down's debut album cos there is a certain line i want to hear Serj spit.



"Don't you realise, that evil, lives in the motherfucking skin."



that line's from the song "Soil". and it just ended.



why am i up?



...i don't know.

i am a green day album right now. the one which one of my friends called, "insomaniac".



someone throw me a lifeline here.

i tried posting a long long post about what happened to me during my medical check-up today. but blogger ate the post up.



and i dont have the energy nor am i in the mood to re-post.



damn you blogger.

ok i just read my last post and i realised that i was off the calendar by two days. i really don't know how i could've lost two days. that so far is certainly the most number of days i've lost just cos i didn't keep track of the date.



i gotta start looking at the calendar everyday. can't afford to lose any more time than i already have.

just a shout out that ozma's new album "spending time on the borderline" will be officially released tomorrow on may 6. if you noticed, this album has been under my "music" list on the left for quite some time now courtesy of gene. and im telling you, this baby is rockin'. i really really do not think you could get it in stores here anywhere(i've searched for previous albums) so the only way would be to do the ethical thing and pirate it off the net.



recommended tracks: "game over", "turtleneck coverup", "bad dogs", "eponine", "restart"



yeah that's like half the album, but that's how good it is. really.



and if you're still game, check out this track from a previous album "the doubble donkey disc", "korobeiniki". it's the tetris theme reworked by ozma.



because rock is important.

this morning i was awakened by screams. it took a while before i realised what was going on. that i was even actually awake.



all the noise was coming from the corner flat two flats away from mine. a little boy was screaming his lungs out, bawling and sobbing. i couldn't recognise his voice cos i didn't know there was a little boy living there. his grandmother was screaming at him too in hokkien to be quiet and the cacophony of the two was more than enough to wake up the whole neighbourhood, much less just me.



i woke up groggy and lay in my bed listening. my mother, as i was guessing, would go over and give him some sweets or something else that's appealing to appease his cries. and as i saw my mother bustling to the door i got up to see what she was doing. there was an ice cream lolly on the table. and she took that over for the boy.



he didn't make a fuss anymore after that.



when my mother came back i asked her what was going on and she told me that the little boy is dumb, as in he can't speak...



...i just got interrupted by my mother who wanted me to help her pluck some bean sprouts. i know that that doesn't sound like what i was actually doing, but i've been saying that since i was young and i guess it's pretty clear to most people around here what i was doing...



anyway.



the boy was dumb, so his screams were kinda guttural and primal, so it's a little disconcerting hearing it so early in the morning. but it didn't make me cringe, it only made me feel a little sad thinking of how they didn't know why he was crying.



my mother told me to go back to sleep since that he was quiet now.



but of course i couldn't.



well at least now he's quiet and i hope contented.

i have crossed the lines and joined the ranks of pirates. and yeah it makes me happy.



it's been a pretty happening week. i've caught up with technology at last. and im starting to feel a little bit more in touch. only in the modern age can technology make you feel more alive. hope i don't lose touch with my past world skills. so far i've realised that my handwriting is starting to suck again. time to start scribbling more.