Monday, May 16, 2005

Just one more week. Final moments for us to savour every millisecond of this period, before we return to those interminable lectures and tutorials which could literally leave us falling into deep slumber. Seriously, blogging has recently became an almost formidable task. Guess it must be the occasional fatigue that has been shrouding over me ever since this holiday started. It seems to me that an invisible doom had been built to barricade myself from the outside world. How I wish I could voluntarily banish myself from this country; Hell No. People would laugh at the absurdity of it, wouldn't they? Who cares.
Cash Converters devours money. A better way to sell? Bulls! Goods which are at the verge of exchange become almost worthless. Each cd is traded for a few pennies... perhaps lesser. *Growls* Pawed through my collection and found some antediluvian cds and vcds including Power Rangers and sold them. Yeah I know... can't blame me for my childhood fantasies. Haha. Better sold than thrown.
Two days ago, I was busy scanning through my novel when an exasperating buzz on the monitor screen broke the peace and aroused my attention. No, it wasn't a bee, neither was it an insect. It was a self- proclaimed dowager who initiated a chat. It was Von a.k.a "Dowager" Koh Feng Feng. Ill- timed intrusion. Apparently, this loony dowager made use of my innocence and requested a list of songs, which I obviously don't have. What a baddie. That isn't all. She keeps resonating enunch labels to me. And claimed that I would be her personal music search engine and that I should obey her rules. Ludicrous! *lets out a guttural roar of rage and lands several punches on the "Dowager's" face* Haha! Let's see who will be the servant when we meet in school.
Last afternoon, I was using my Mistress when my cell phone vibrated. It was an unknown number. It was a message from Yihan. From London?! Was quite surprised indeed. An upwelling of anxiety growing inside Mr Chong obviously prompted him to send the message from that distant nation. Anthony Federov got to lick the bootie, Ucheena and Joyce won T.A.R! Wow! I feel so happy for them! They truly deserve the prize! I would really wanna embark on a journey like T.A.R, regardless of whether there is a prize or not. That would be so much fun!
My Mistress had been a loving companion. She's born with dark delicate skin. I'm deeply mesmerized by the way she lays on my bureau. *Shivers with contentment* She liked the way I run my fingers on her so that I can feel the warmth of her body. She's the only one who can answer my dubious thoughts. She's always there when I'm bored. Woo! *Gives his Mistress a bone-breaking hug* Alright, my Mistress is tired. She needs to retire now. *Pushes the laptop cover down and put it to sleep*
P.S. I'm not mad.

freed his mind P.Y.R.A - U.G.I.N.E at 4:54 PM [comment]

Life is beautiful, so are you.