28.7.05 ;

My eyes are the windows to my soul,
so I shut them & remain whole.

/the world don't care
The act in this article is the most absurd one I'd
seen in a long time. Hunged for being homosexuals?
I'm appalled & disgusted.

/cry me a river
Where is my Guardian Angel? This would be the 2nd time
I'd lost my wallet due to my negligence for the safety of it.
& since it was never returned to me on both occasions, I no
longer harbour faith in Singaporean souls, & believe that
they'll return lost items, in this case, a wallet. If I learnt
anything from this incident, it's not to be so careless (yes, I know)
& never to trust old men! I'm positive that bastard of an
old man made a 'five finger discount' on my wallet.

I've no one to blame but myself, really.

/my worst punishment
1 day after losing my wallet, I arrived at school 3 minutes
late. Perhaps I could've help it but the cool weather was
tempting. My bed was even more seductive. I just couldn't
wake up. What makes being late really torturous is having
to put up with Miss I-have-pungent-breath's singing.
(I'm sure all late-comers share the same sentiment as me)
That woman CANNOT sing for nuts. I thought I was bad,
until I heard her. Damn, that woman really messed up my
mind. Not to forget, my sense of hearing too.

The way you 'shower' on us when you speak, that putrid
stench that escapes from that trap of yours each time you
stubbornly refuse to shut it. That 'cute' bounce in the way
you walk..everytime you come near, I have a strong desire
to put on a gas mask & open an umbrella! God, help.

& if that isn't enough punishment, they got us to buy a CLOCK.
I know, WHAT THE HELL. Stupid school's good at digging our
pockets. Buy this, that, donate here, there, pay this, that, etc.

I'm done with my rant.

My stomach feels funny & I'm running a temperature now.
Good. Maybe my brain'll get fried then I don't have to go to
school & receive your shower of 'blessings'. If each shower
makes me smarter, I'll re-consider.

Yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy!