oh, enough with the covers.
2:06 AM
as i was making my journey home today, i was worried that i would get kicked off the bus, as my ez-link card was already -40cents and i didnt know if i could use it on my transfer journey home. anyways turns out that i COULD use it, and i sat down and started to listen to my ipod along the way home. this brilliant song, called The Rose, came up. ahh what a soothing song, if i didnt pay more attention i would've missed my bus stop.
but wait! it sounds strangely familiar. i think i've heard it on radio before. so i thought to myself. who would have the audacity to cover such a brilliant song.
then it came to me! yes it was that boyband in need of more cash again, aka WESTLIFE. those little bloodsuckers have been making a living out of covers since that 5 year old cousin of yours was born. yess i heard the advertisement for westlife's new album on power 98 the other day, and they were saying 'WESTLIFE COVERING TIMELESS LOVESONGS ON THEIR NEW ALBUM!' well, i guess it must've been recorded, as they have been using the same damn catch line for their past 100000000000 years. yes they're that old. they shldnt be called a boyband, rather, they should be the we-have-no-creativity-let-us-suck-money-out-of-innocent-girls band.
well i just cant stand them. however you should give them props for being resourceful. i mean, they dont come down for their asian tours for nothing. in singapore, i'm sure they stop by Poh Kim Vcd or something to buy cheap karaoke cds of TIMELESS LOVE SONGS, bring it back to their BRI-ISH studio in EYE-RLAND, put it in, and start belting out their numbers.
call me a hypocrite but i own a westlife album. i've hence hid it in some dark dingy corner somewhere in the house.
ehh. the five.
6:09 AM
1. im jerry maguire-esque, i think. good with relations, bad with intimacy.
2. all 17 trials passed, there really is someone like that who exists.
3. i wonder what if i skipped track on that fateful day. i feel like running now.
4. overthinking stuff just might come true. in reference to point 3. NOT.
5. the game has already begun, but i havent started playing yet. heh.
anyways heres a valentine's day story, because the previous post wasnt a valentine story. so here's one. one day, a boy named eric went to school. then, he went home. THE END. simplicity is bliss. cheeros.
the eve(of what?)
5:31 AM
well, just another day, just an ordinary day, just trying to get by.
just a boy, just an ordinary boy blah blah blah.
so anyways i was minding my own business, after lit lesson(which i think i showed the anti-romantic in its full glory) i went to the cafe to have my pre lunch! queued up at the lovely muslim stall, patiently waiting for my turn to come. the food looked good, the auntie was smiling and serving every customer at a snail paced rate. still i waited. lum deedly dum. person in front of me, was talking to his friend, also in the queue. while i, was of course minding my own business. 2 of his girl friends then came along. lum deedly dum. minding my own business. they each passed some coins to him. wow the pesky bitches cut my queue! i, of course, not wanting to create a scene(i would if i had some friend there with me) continued to wait patiently in the queue. then, i see this guy, i think he was from odac. no offense to odac i love them but uve got to teach the asshole some manners too. i see him, waving to his friend, and in the blink of an eye, he teleported! from the side of the queue, to IN the queue! that was it. i had it, shit happens and i left the queue and did what any pissed guy would do, go back to the tables and swear my mouth off. im such a wuss. oh well life goes on.
second issue. it was the first time in awhile where i could leave the school with the sun still shining down on me. so i went home with my lovely classmate vk! wow it was pretty amazing that i was the only one going home with her. HELLO VK(if youre reading this)!!! so, on the bus, i was having this intellectual conversation with her when i suddenly felt this push on my bag! ignored it at first, till i heard this pretty pissed, but it was cute in its own way, kind of voice telling me 'CAN YOU STOP HITTING YOUR BAG AGAINST ME OR NOT????'. whoops. so of course, i being the good samitarian apologised to the old hag and told her that she could have at least tell me that i was hitting her, and not whine like a pussy. well the pussy part was in my head la, couldnt say it out loud. had my council badge on! so after that she had this pretty constipated look on her face for the rest of the trip. so here's the question. it's friendship week!
WHERE IS THE LOVE?? well mebbe the spinster doesnt know that, but she SHOULD know that tomorrow's valentine's day, and that she should spread some love! so anyways. i hope she complains to the school about me, i really wanna see this lovely biatch. she just needs a biiig huug. awwwwwwwwwww.