it might appear that i have a propensity to play slacker sports like golf and pool. but then, my parents have a propensity to ask me weird questions. and i mean super weird. like "do you have a band?" or "do you have a girlfriend?"
like wow... freaky-ness man. they ask loads of freaky questions, which i generally avoid answering. not cause i have soemthing to hide. but cause i generally get freaked out at the idea of them knowing what goes on in my personal life. i dont like being vulnerable to questions.
whilst still on the topic of freakyness, you wont beleive what they decided to do today. gosh... i still cant get over it.still sends shivers down my spine thinking of it.. sigh.. talk about embarassing. and the worse part is, im already adverse to taking neoprints as it is. and having my mom forcing us to go... waah. maan, if it wasnt father's day...
sigh. but father's day it was, so in the name of the father we did it. It really feels like an excuse to an extent. an excuse for my sis and I to cook. and obviously we did the easiest dish n the book: good ol pasta. never failed us before.
sigh. my life is becominga dead bore. what the hell man.
but i still play the guitar. i mean... yeah.. thats gotta count for soemthing. i beat selvam in three games of pool in a row last friday? i mean, yeah thats good? i went out with the gang... sheesh. i dunno. its just plain lame these days...
LAME
thats all you are right now. lame.
sigh. i blame you PDPs!! yes yoou. so many parties and gigs i could have gone for. hell man. why me... things would be so dam different if i could do it all again.
mogwai's burn prom queen. good music.
well at least im returning to st pats on tuesday and thursday. i dunno. how does that even help. we'll see... sigh. bull shit man.
huang's back in singapore. alex, huang and who knows who else are going cycling tomorrow. i on the other hand have house com.
anyways a few ays ago i said my and my dad are really alike. these are my reasons.
we both love reading. we both love literature.
we both love writing, and the beauty of poetry.
our dream lives involves a slow paced lifestyle with lots of reading and writing.
were kinda unromantic with girls (or in his case, my mom)
were both short
we both have huge prides
were both super competitive
were both kinda cynical
but i guess thats why he's my dad. sigh. dunno if its a good thing or a bad thing.
baybeats. i wanna go.
dora's musical thingay. i wanna go.
marc's piano ensem. i wanna go.
TPJC anniversary thing. i dont wanna go. haha. but hey, who knows.
sigh... what the hell do i do. maybe i should just screw them all and use my cash to buy a new phone.
im rambling right now. goodnight. voices voices voices in my head...
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