i was supposed to go clean up my room and shop for groceries like 45 mins ago. plain lazy. and the feeling of being pang seh is not very good. sandy hor!? bwah!

the qing ming period is here. and speaking of which, i was talking to this friend of mine last night about life after death. the normal conversation turned out to be some irrelevant, nonsense crap that we cant seem to figure out or agree with each other. is like convincing joey that he is weird or telling angie to stop being so cheeky towards me or telling the students that being a beng or a lian is not the trend anymore and they should just listen to me and get their rockets done. (dont start my rusty penknife thing again!) and after awhile, everything starts to get creepy.

i do believe in life after death. and i was wondering, when we leave this world, will those still living around burn a club so that we can club in the netherworld? just give me zouk for mambos, mos to occupy my sat nights and some nice pubs please. i want lots of money, mahjong set, cigarettes. very important. wait. why am i listing out the things i want when im dead?

hungry. you know when people say they are very hungry, quite hungry, fucking hungry, sibeh hungry. how do they judge their hungry-ness so that they can come up with the various terms to describe their hungry-ness? how can u differentiate between very hungry and fucking hungry? and if are hungry then u are hungry. what do you mean by quite?

alrite this is pissing me off.