couldnt really put my mind into bloggin nowadays. its jus spending my time with ali g. shall run thru the events quickly. if i can rmb.
v-day was pretty much another day for us. the atmosphere was pretty stale. freaking stale. the only highlight is bandishing vulgar language at girls who squeam pathetically in delight affter getting one stalk of flower. i mean its like only one stalk of flower, you are already so high. what if someone gives you a big bouquet 0f your favorite flowers? wouldnt you just get an orgasm then start to hyperventilate. your lungs will next collapse, and before you knew it, your heart stops beating and then you elaspe into a fit of spasms. by the time the paramedics come, they will pronounce you braindead.
ok enough. on a serious note, i sincerely wish to see this happening to some of the girls. i don mind paying for the flowers. its nt as if i cant afford it. but at times, it really puzzles me to a huge extent. i dont see guys getting into a fit by recieveing something. unless its like a noob standing in front of a naked girl. i can think of who. hahah. (HECK LA*)
its one of my childhood fantasies.
next was cny reunion dinner. we had it at my 2nd aunt house. with approxiamately 3/8 of the family. i guess its due to the fact that we couldnt book any posh restaurant like previous years, so we have to settle for a simpler meal of having a steamboat dinner. it wasnt that posh, but most importantly its the food. damn lot of meat, prawns, and chicken wings. me n my cousin was the last to leave the table, as always. i wonder when would adults stop saying that we are still going thru puberty when my cousin is alrdy 21?
evrytime when we meet up with all the aunts and uncles, my n all of my cousin will b group into the little kids category. we have a different table when we eat in the restaurant. we probably have to wait another 20 more years bfore they would stop asking me which secondary sch i m in when i m in a jc or how was BMT in the army when im having a mohawk hairstyle. probably, like wad my cousin said, we should all prepare a small book of our current status. then issue them when we see our aunt n uncles and then update them periodically when we meet them.
the 1st day of cny was going to some uncle's condo n celebrating there. as usual was the,"wow, you have grwon taller/fatter/skinnier, etc" collected all the angbaos that we could possibly get bfore attacking the food. after 3 servings i still wasnt full. i really think there is a worm in my stomach. there was like tasmanian devils running and screaming about while we eat. provided an entertaining show for us.
after that we went over to my mum's side. total boredom though it was quite high collecting all the angbaos and aunts commenting that i m damn shuai for the past few years, straight. it was spending the rest of the day watching tv. super productive.
the 2nd day was spend watching epic movie. it was hilarious. full of american jokes. there was mainly kids in the theatre so most of the time me n my cousin was laughing away to some sick stuff. the rest were probably thinkin wad we were luffing about. went to back to my house then back to my cousin house for more food.
3rd day was seoul garden with e class. no comments.
i m stuck with my bestie for gp project. thx to my friendly indian friend. wicked. anyhoo. i duno wad to say. just feel like swearing and speaking like a bloody british.
rape me by nirvana is nice.
hah.
keep it real.
v-day was pretty much another day for us. the atmosphere was pretty stale. freaking stale. the only highlight is bandishing vulgar language at girls who squeam pathetically in delight affter getting one stalk of flower. i mean its like only one stalk of flower, you are already so high. what if someone gives you a big bouquet 0f your favorite flowers? wouldnt you just get an orgasm then start to hyperventilate. your lungs will next collapse, and before you knew it, your heart stops beating and then you elaspe into a fit of spasms. by the time the paramedics come, they will pronounce you braindead.
ok enough. on a serious note, i sincerely wish to see this happening to some of the girls. i don mind paying for the flowers. its nt as if i cant afford it. but at times, it really puzzles me to a huge extent. i dont see guys getting into a fit by recieveing something. unless its like a noob standing in front of a naked girl. i can think of who. hahah. (HECK LA*)
its one of my childhood fantasies.
next was cny reunion dinner. we had it at my 2nd aunt house. with approxiamately 3/8 of the family. i guess its due to the fact that we couldnt book any posh restaurant like previous years, so we have to settle for a simpler meal of having a steamboat dinner. it wasnt that posh, but most importantly its the food. damn lot of meat, prawns, and chicken wings. me n my cousin was the last to leave the table, as always. i wonder when would adults stop saying that we are still going thru puberty when my cousin is alrdy 21?
evrytime when we meet up with all the aunts and uncles, my n all of my cousin will b group into the little kids category. we have a different table when we eat in the restaurant. we probably have to wait another 20 more years bfore they would stop asking me which secondary sch i m in when i m in a jc or how was BMT in the army when im having a mohawk hairstyle. probably, like wad my cousin said, we should all prepare a small book of our current status. then issue them when we see our aunt n uncles and then update them periodically when we meet them.
the 1st day of cny was going to some uncle's condo n celebrating there. as usual was the,"wow, you have grwon taller/fatter/skinnier, etc" collected all the angbaos that we could possibly get bfore attacking the food. after 3 servings i still wasnt full. i really think there is a worm in my stomach. there was like tasmanian devils running and screaming about while we eat. provided an entertaining show for us.
after that we went over to my mum's side. total boredom though it was quite high collecting all the angbaos and aunts commenting that i m damn shuai for the past few years, straight. it was spending the rest of the day watching tv. super productive.
the 2nd day was spend watching epic movie. it was hilarious. full of american jokes. there was mainly kids in the theatre so most of the time me n my cousin was laughing away to some sick stuff. the rest were probably thinkin wad we were luffing about. went to back to my house then back to my cousin house for more food.
3rd day was seoul garden with e class. no comments.
i m stuck with my bestie for gp project. thx to my friendly indian friend. wicked. anyhoo. i duno wad to say. just feel like swearing and speaking like a bloody british.
rape me by nirvana is nice.
hah.
keep it real.
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