On the fifth day of Christmas, my Mama sent to me, 5...GOLDEN..RINGS!!
4 FOR THE PONYTAIL
3 4 5
2 4 1
and a partridge in a pear tree.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
%$@#! SUICIDE PLEASE THANKS
You know how bad days start out when people wake up?
Mine started out at 12am. BEFORE I EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO GET INTO FUCKING BED.
So there I am, staring at the screen since its tuesday night, or maybe Wednesday morning, I've just spent the past 3 hours downloading music and just when i wanted to add all the songs into my itunes, I realized that all the files have some write protection shit on it so its impossible to open the file or something when its transferred, and since I didn't know what to do with that shit, INTO THE RECYCLE BIN YOU GO BITCH, 3 HOURS DOWN THE DRAIN.
I got pissed off and started reading Eclipse, which I shouldn't have because it pissed me off further. Who in the right mind wants to read about getting lost in those dreamy liquid golden eyes and touching his cold stone skin while getting lost in his "delicious" (wtf?) scent WHEN YOU ARE ALREADY IRRITATED.
Stephenie Meyer is so predictable, I could write another book to add to her series, lets call it "Yet another book to describe Edward Cullen's face".
So the vampires are friends with the werewolves already, LETS THROW IN NEW CHARACTERS TO ENDANGER THE LIVES OF BOTH SPECIES! and we shall call the new character/characters, Han Velsing and friends.
But really, who cares about the characters who are out to murder them when we can just write about their blossoming romance right?
RIGHT, so lets start off.
(THE WORKS OF TEDMOND NG, SCREW OFF STEPHENIE MEYER)
As I looked into his liquid golden eyes, I began to lose focus of my surroundings. My breathing was erratic, coming out in short breathless gasps as I took in the perfect view of his flawless facial features. His smooth skin, felt icy cold against the touch of my hand... "Wait... why am I observing your skin Edward? Its nothing compared to your beautiful, gorgeous eyes, so let me stare at it again."
Edward smiled the crooked smile, I loved soo much and starts blabbering about how much he loves me (like I really care.. I'm just in this whole thing for his eyes). "My love for you lasts as long as when the forest is green, the valleys are deep, the sky is wide and the oceans are blue..."
"Oh Edward, I am so touched... turn me into a vampire now pleasssseeeee...."
"No... It will destroy your humanity!"
"My decision will not waver... soon one of us will give in Edward, but for now, let me continue staring into your... oh so mesmerizing eyes."
So lets continue with my shitty day.
I woke up, this morning at 7.30am and wanted to get some breakfast since its one of those days I actually get to have breakfast and not wake up at 2pm in the afternoon.
The moment I step downstairs, I see my dad sitting on the living room couch... maybe I can walk to the kitchen without him noticing... just maybe...
No chance, he calls me to sit opposite him because he wants to talk.
When my dad wants to talk, its not only about sex, somehow life philosophy, drugs, smoking, drinking, gambling all comes into the conversation.
Father: SIT
Me: What?
Father: Why you never study, still going out and still gaming?
Me: Sorry father.
Father: You taking drugs?
Me: No sir
Father: You smoking? drinking? gambling?
Me: No sir
Father: Got go Geylang?
Me: You think?
Father: Not lying?
Me: Yes father.
Father: If you need help, ask God. Ok let us pray for God to forgive you.
Me: (OH FUCK...)
Extend this to a half hour talk and this is the shit I went through.
Guess what? Its only 9.15am, less than half the day is over, I wonder what other shit I'm going to get into.
Mine started out at 12am. BEFORE I EVEN HAD A CHANCE TO GET INTO FUCKING BED.
So there I am, staring at the screen since its tuesday night, or maybe Wednesday morning, I've just spent the past 3 hours downloading music and just when i wanted to add all the songs into my itunes, I realized that all the files have some write protection shit on it so its impossible to open the file or something when its transferred, and since I didn't know what to do with that shit, INTO THE RECYCLE BIN YOU GO BITCH, 3 HOURS DOWN THE DRAIN.
I got pissed off and started reading Eclipse, which I shouldn't have because it pissed me off further. Who in the right mind wants to read about getting lost in those dreamy liquid golden eyes and touching his cold stone skin while getting lost in his "delicious" (wtf?) scent WHEN YOU ARE ALREADY IRRITATED.
Stephenie Meyer is so predictable, I could write another book to add to her series, lets call it "Yet another book to describe Edward Cullen's face".
So the vampires are friends with the werewolves already, LETS THROW IN NEW CHARACTERS TO ENDANGER THE LIVES OF BOTH SPECIES! and we shall call the new character/characters, Han Velsing and friends.
But really, who cares about the characters who are out to murder them when we can just write about their blossoming romance right?
RIGHT, so lets start off.
(THE WORKS OF TEDMOND NG, SCREW OFF STEPHENIE MEYER)
As I looked into his liquid golden eyes, I began to lose focus of my surroundings. My breathing was erratic, coming out in short breathless gasps as I took in the perfect view of his flawless facial features. His smooth skin, felt icy cold against the touch of my hand... "Wait... why am I observing your skin Edward? Its nothing compared to your beautiful, gorgeous eyes, so let me stare at it again."
Edward smiled the crooked smile, I loved soo much and starts blabbering about how much he loves me (like I really care.. I'm just in this whole thing for his eyes). "My love for you lasts as long as when the forest is green, the valleys are deep, the sky is wide and the oceans are blue..."
"Oh Edward, I am so touched... turn me into a vampire now pleasssseeeee...."
"No... It will destroy your humanity!"
"My decision will not waver... soon one of us will give in Edward, but for now, let me continue staring into your... oh so mesmerizing eyes."
So lets continue with my shitty day.
I woke up, this morning at 7.30am and wanted to get some breakfast since its one of those days I actually get to have breakfast and not wake up at 2pm in the afternoon.
The moment I step downstairs, I see my dad sitting on the living room couch... maybe I can walk to the kitchen without him noticing... just maybe...
No chance, he calls me to sit opposite him because he wants to talk.
When my dad wants to talk, its not only about sex, somehow life philosophy, drugs, smoking, drinking, gambling all comes into the conversation.
Father: SIT
Me: What?
Father: Why you never study, still going out and still gaming?
Me: Sorry father.
Father: You taking drugs?
Me: No sir
Father: You smoking? drinking? gambling?
Me: No sir
Father: Got go Geylang?
Me: You think?
Father: Not lying?
Me: Yes father.
Father: If you need help, ask God. Ok let us pray for God to forgive you.
Me: (OH FUCK...)
Extend this to a half hour talk and this is the shit I went through.
Guess what? Its only 9.15am, less than half the day is over, I wonder what other shit I'm going to get into.
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