October 14, 2003
i'm only alive out of habit.
bizarre... i'm beginning to really like that word. i'm eating maggie mee right now, and my dad's gone missing. bizarre... ha, sex. exams are finally over, and boredom's finally kicked in, so it's time to start blogging once again. damn we should really plan stuff to do for this period, otherwise you let all the fun just slip you by.
by.
i watched evolution on cable tv the other day. lagi entertaining, especially the black dude in the show haha. but i had a problem with one part of the show. heat catalyses the bloody organisms' evolution, or growth, yes? and so when the black dude threw a lighted match into the petri dish containing the gob of unevolved organisms, they started to multiply into a gigantic lump of root-like pulp. but remember the dinosaur-looking thing with wings and all and started flying around in the mall? that was one of the evolved forms of the organism. when that thing was shot down with fire-power, instead of undergoing accelerated evolution or expanding into another root-like mass of pulp, it simply died. bizarre... then when the napalm was finally issued upon the remaining alien ecosystem, this humongous blob of something formed, with a cute little anus in the middle. overall, a show worth watching, with the highlight of the show being the part where sean william scott goes 'nasty...' after the blob farts.
i also need to get me a new guitar. i haven't figured out my budget yet (though it's not usually myself but my parents who do that for me) so i'm willing to listen to suggestions. i tried playing some songs meant for an electric guitar on my classical, but that's like trying to make a rooster lay an egg. plus, it's torture to play the white stripes' fell in love with a girl on a classical. even worse for the innocent by-stander listening.
by-stander.
this friday il be going over to my cousin's place for some long overdue fuckin fraternal fun. man i miss that guy. he'll shit in your pool, and -make- you laugh about it. though i think i have to teach him to stop smoking so much.
oh yea, dev, just to let you know the class is organising a party at your place. we'll tell you when we've finalised all the details. don't have to worry about anything, we'll bring the booze.
with that, it looks like we've come to the inception of yet another installment of blogging with routine contentment. c'mon, enjoy the ride... i'm driving.
11:53 PM
