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Archive for September, 2007

You don’t win silver. You lose gold.

Just came back late from my Grandmother’s birthday. Erm, she’s somewhere in her eighties now I believe (Yes, I admit, I don’t remember. I’m a bad grandson. happy? ). Seems likes my family is starting to shrink more and more and I have no reason why. I remember the times when taking a simple photograph took ages because it was so hard to try and squeeze everyone into one photograph. Yesterdays was a breeze. We even had time for many many many photographs. :-X It was pretty much a boring affair though other than the fact that my cousin was trying to read our horoscope with playing cards. What you have to do is shuffle the pack according to the girls age and from there he will be able to tell you your chances and whatnot. Apparently, I found out that with girls A, B and C (no, I’m not a player, I was just seeing how it would turn out) are apparently possible but some how girl B is a lesbian and with girls B and C, some how a girl in each case likes them and somehow a guy likes me. Go figure. For my other cousin, he kept getting a perfect love thing every time he tried it with the same girl.

Friday was the best though, I lost count of the number of times that we walked back and forth from causeway and frankly now I can’ even remember why any more. I just remeber that the second last time we went back to send Ayuni her Geography book which she somehow left on our table in the canteen. (So irresponsible ) The last time was when we were heading home. The best of of all the returns and whatnot. We got to see a fight! Yipeee! Some how a van stopped at the road in front of causeway and blocked the way for another car (I missed the starting somehow) and later when the car went in front of the van and stopped (there was a jam there and whatnot), one of the Indian man came out of the van and kicked the back of the van and dented his car. Then he came out and there was shouting here and there ad his pregnant wife came out to try and control him and then his retuned to his car and took out his ’sissy’ flower designed phone. (Yeah, it was pretty much a good fight up till that part) and took a picture of the van’s licence plate number. GV 6212 S. Heh, I still remember it.

“I wake up to find it’s another 4 aspirin morning and I dive in. I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday. When did society decide that we have to change and wash a T-shirt after every individual use? If it’s not dirty, I’m gonna wear it. I take the stairs to the car and there’s fog on the windows. I need caffeine in my bloodstream; I take caffeine in the bloodstream. I grip the wheel and no more turbulence. My life has become a boring cop song and everyone’s singing along.”

Today’s the same as usual. Searching for a way to watch Prison Break 3 episodes online and wasting my life away when I should be mugging as hard as everyone else. I just can’t help it I suppose.

You can bomb the world into pieces, you can’t bomb the world into peace.

Watched Secret with Darwin and Ashyura yesterday. Heh, I know we’re a little slow but heh, it was the only movie that was going to start at around 2 p.mish, The rest were hours away. The movie turned out be be awesome though. The ending was really really unexpected. Very sweet love story though for some reason Darwin and Ashyura were laughing in the end (Lets keep it our secret. ). If anyone wants to see it, I wouldn’t mind going again.

Heh, we now have 20 days left to our mid-course, I haven’t started revision and strangely I don’t really care at all. I don’t know why at all. I need to find ways to focus (and Sakino, drinking concentrated orange juice will not work.).