crossfade. pretty cool. hey, here's some useless trivia. i'm the only guy, as far as i know, that cant stand the song carwash. i blame nickelodean. i just hate it. so dam annoying. i just dont see what so many people liek about that song. today parents were fighting. haha. pretty long story. but dam funny froma third person perspective. but first lemme tell you bout my night, yesterday. haha.
So the last time we were with rishik,he had lost his handphone. (reminds me of one of those to be continued episodes on TV, haha.) and was about to go some scout meeting. was a good meeting. i felt. i hoped. haha. i hope i didnt dominate it though. neah. i coundt have. ahha. im rishika fter all. had BK dinner there. so afetr that i met zenn and sean straight at Pasir ris MRT about 9. went to airport where we did work. haha. was fun. sean said anyone who hangs out with zenn becomes sad. its like a spread of sadness. haha. "When you hang out with Zenn, you become sad". "No, no, you hang out with zenn because you are sad." i replied. abit true. i dunno. we all got our problems. liek the song says. the hell song by sum41 by the way. so, i got hoem at 12.30. it was a fun nihgt lah. talking, doing work. talking. thinking. contemplating. very solemn yet fun. felt good. haha. dad wasnt pleased.
Like he isnt pelased now, with my chattinga nd music. will continuse tomorrow.... haha. holiday.
As i was saying...darn. you know hat sucks bout writing, incidents that happens days after it actually does. it lsoes teh spark of the moment. The emotion, taht lasted while it did. and for someone liek myself, with an attention spam as short as it is, you can imagine how bad this is for me. haha. which is why i love fiction. actually persoanl recounts are as good, but blogging. that's when it starts to suck. so apparently theyw ere fighting about me not having a hadnphone. and on puting chili powder into a dish. Dad wanted chili powder. Mom wanted Cut Chili. Theyw ere arguing dam loudly. and as usual when theya rgue it always goes off track. the funny thing was i wasnt there when theya rgued and iw as downstairs reading and i heard them shout. so ia ksed me sis, and she replied in a as-matter-of-factly and as calmy as possible. then she put a strip of paper into her mouth, said i'm a snake, and started blowing the paper, making it flatter in the wind. i looked at her and blinked. she's doing aerospace electronics in SP. hhaa. i marvel at my family sometmes. teh dish we were making by the way was for my grandma's lunch. that is another dam funny story. firstly alot of politics. there was a wedding, and some family had a lunch fer dam, and my side of the family(all me cousins and me grandma) weren;t invited and soemthing liek that. so, being 'the Angappans' she initiated her own lunch for the couple. and eveyrone she invited brought a dish. haha. here's the ebst part. she never told us that. each family had the idea, they were the only ones bringing a dish. it ended up with 23 dishes! Among the cousins only me sis, myself and priscils'kka turned up. haa. that reminds me of teh russel peters show. "Your friends and I". Nvm. for those who have seen it, its the part where hong kongers have good english. anyways........ dad wasnt too pleased bout coming. he wanted to take me to TM to get my sim card. haha. strictly jsut to get out of the lunch of course. for my grandma's sake i didnt liek teh idea, but after awhile, it got really boring, with mom talking to HER cousins. which she then invited to our place for tea. Nikhil got glasses by the way. it's cool. but still sad. oh well. i feel for him. reading under bad lighting was my bane too. dad left the lunch early. i dunno. the mood was very 'on-the-linish'. Hmphhh. Oh! i justr ememebred about the sugar incident! so the dish we brought was mutton. and anyway what happened was that mom added sugar accidently instead of salt. not even teh fine sugar. it was the course grainy one! dam funny. and to compensate she added even more salt. haha. whata joke. priscilla'kka said her family found my twin in NZ. haha. i'm no longer unique. how sad is that.
that day i came home and slept. later that night went to TM to get my sim card, same time i bought meself a pencilcase(long enough to fit my 30cm ruler...soemthingive been asking fer a year now) and jeans... that gives me a total of three jeans. haha. right. my mom made a comment about me speding too much, was super offended. for all my friedn who know me, i am as cheap and as miserly as cheap can get. wtf. didnt do any work that day. as usual. two days to common test.
Hate it or love it the underdog's on the top. and homies, im gonna shine until my heart stops. stuck i my head. So we wake up to 2nd may 2005. hello. morning comes around and the day starts with..... nothingness. breakfast. next thing i know im making a card for my aunt,a nd we are over at her place. haha. and here i am now. the air con's on. im playing the piano. and i'm geraing myself up to eat yesterday's lunch. I swear! they were 23 dishes that day! itw as an obligation for all of us to brin back food. wow. there was nough food to last us till wednesday. To last EACH family till wednesday. wow. anyways. i kinda feel good. still havent started studying yet. but im gonna shien till my heart stops. i can study. im sure of myself. oend ay till mid year starts. oh god. i feel good. haha. i got my music. i got my pencil case. i got my family. oh thas right! i didnt tell ya bout my card yet. haha. its dam nice. i swear i dunno how i think of these things. and in such short timings too. i grabbed an old CD case, wrote a sweet little message on it(being good ol rishik) and grabbed a flower from my backyard, nicely speard it out inside the case and closed it. haha. it was nice. she lied it. said i was becoming more and more liek my brother. haha. i'm guessing thats a compliment so i take whta i get. hhaa. More liek my brotehr huh? intresting. last friday the ventures were all falling in. Mr Lak was slapping our chest ne by one and giving each of us a comment like "lose weight, cut your hair, study harder" when it came to me he said "become more like your brother" haha. i see. ill do what ic an. hate it or love it the underdogs on the top. i'm gonan write a play for grad nite. well no one actually asked me to do it. but i already got this idea. its a dialouge. two differnt stories of life in st pats. its gonan be dam cool. dam poetic. dam abstract. yeap. hope it works out. last night i went back to writing my story. its a nice story. only problm is i write bits and peices here and tehre. and its not in chronological order. which means at teh end of the dya im gonna be re arranging ll my writnings here and tehre and sadly, cutting off some parts. adn tehe gonnabe alot of editing invovled. but it gives me peace of mind. oh well. haha. need to contact mr rajan about my NYAA. thesooner the better. and i need tocheck with mr roshan whether the timing has already started or not. seeing as how there is no authorised date of start on it. scarry. i'm dam woried it hasnt. taht will really screw all my plans. all i can do now is prey. "hate it or love it" is still stuck in my head. i swear the beat is BEAUTIFUL. hmphhh. beautiful has all the vowels except o. haha. i observe too many useless details. Random. Yes. That what i am. Random.
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