Tuesday, September 26, 2006
seems like the rain's falling everyday.
and everytime i look at my steptronic baby, she's ever so perfect. so when can i complete my turn.
I seriously hav a problem waking up in the morning. and its getting more serious as i thought. Really, cos if 2 alarm clocks and 3 'hello, wake up' personnels cant help. Wad else can? I even thought of hiding my alarm INSIDE my pillow cover so i will hav a problem off-ing it in the morning. And it jus dont work! maybe, those arent the voices i wana hear in the morning. I need the real you.
Plus, 2months to my bdae. Means my license, cant stress the urge. And school's been pretty well. The constant suffocation in mist of 'u hav to know this' is irritating as hell. And i hav mr california cole as my tutorial lecturer. He's pretty outstanding. He wears a cow boy hat.
Well, cos im bored. I wrote a little song. Not like im gona post it here, but i felt its pretty nice. AHAHAHA, plus, u people dun get to comment about it. So yea, it HAVE to be good. LMAO!
They always say live life like there's no tomorrow. Cos u jus die if some friggin wire in ur cockpit becomes live. So if im gone and recovered in the sea or maybe on top of suntec city tower, ive came up with some resolutions of wad to do wif.. ME
Simply cos im bored*
-to those who cared, save the grief, pain and tears. Draggy people shuld be exterminated. Place me somewhere together where nice memories and happiness coexist.
-Please donate my belongings to my family and friends. But nv lend dajie my ipod. She dun fully understand my love and bond for my possessions.
-Give my clothes and paper brand underwear to the poor in the third world country. Its hot there, thin ones are always a breeze.
-Golden rule, in my funeral. dun serve soyabean, dumplings in soyabean with youtiao. Mango ice from xinwang, cheesecake souffle or oreo ones, claypot chicken rice, pepper crabs, tomyum or laksa without hum. beef or potato with baken beef bits. Spgetti with creamy sauce and milk tea. Or milo. Cos if i cant eat it, u dun too. Actually, people who came shuld not even touch tis within a wk of my death jus to sympathise me.
-Money shuld be given to my family to admend the pain and cover the coffin bills. No distant relatives shuld come cos i dun wan daddy to serve them. Packets below $200 shuld be burnt, it makes me feel like my presence on earth before was belittled. Auntie or uncles tt live in the streets are welcome for the food. But dun da pao.
-Dun hav the loud -dong dong chiang- thing cos i hate it so. Jus close friends and relatives. And for those who came, please cry. Dont u jus love seeing people cry.
-Donate my organs if they are still in good use. If not, give them to steve irwin's zoo and feed his crocs. He was once my idol. Thou it was abit later when i found out scenes where he happen to lift a rock and find a rare spider underneath was fake, still, he's got my respect.
-Tell my love ones i love them still, those who owe me money to return them within a wk cos after tt im be after them. Those who owe me a favour, give my family a bigger packet and eat lesser food. A pic of my 'sexy' lips to my loved kissers and dig my heart out, preserve it in a bottle and present it to the one i loved still. Or maybe the last one before i die. And for now, its her. HAHAHA, dun complain, jus keep it. Tell ur other half i'll haunt him if he's still there.
-Due to the undue cracking of my fingers, its alil out of shape i guess. Or maybe not, but somehow, i dig them. So leave the fingers with me even thou i hope i can give it to someone else, cos they will look great with it.
-Cremate me and throw me out of the window thru a capsule on a F15 on afterburners 10000ft above the ocean. I belong there.
thanks.
well, im still bored. Its 2.32am now and i got sch tml at 10
Gona go read some book or stuff myself with greens till i puke and faint.
Love to the world.
tata~
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