it's the march of the ants.


the march to invade singapore, including my house.

they're invading my laptop too. for some reason. always running, crawling about. my laptop's not sweet. maybe they're attracted to frank (my desktop pic). haha.


i'm so not in the mood for going out. call me out only if we're going to some place quiet.

ok. quiet enough.

that might be difficult.

i'll settle for not so crowded.


any suggestions for town will be slapped down harshly.

well. in two more days, i'm gonna have to pay adult fare.

but you know what, if you're taking the bus, you can pay in COINS. and flash your ez link when the bus driver asks for it. too bad for the mrt though...


and seeing guys in bright pink tshirts make me smile. LEE GAZE!!!!

omfg.

my mind's a blank.



i can't believe i stood like 2m away from frank.

i was breathing the same air as MCR.

i want a pensieve. so i can relive 11/12/07 over and over again.

MCR is fucking good live. and fucking good-looking in person.


and mikey was high. and frank and gerard looked in our area.

and frank is really really really good looking. OMFG.

i can't think of anything right now.

i did one of the crappy iq quiz. on facebook.


hah! i have an iq of 146 apparently.


like real.

oh my fucking god.


it's sunday.

two more days!!!


and to think of it.


they're currently in malaysia!!

i'm breathing the same air as them. kind of.


ahhhh!!!!!!!!

what's with all the emo pictures people are taking.


i prefer pictures of guitarists. haha.



and in the near future, when i properly join the working class, i'm so not going to have a life.

i'm already dying from lack of sleep. sleeping at 12am and waking at 7am. it's not enough!! (now we're growing up... haha. moment of randomness here.)




oh my fucking god. FOUR more fucking days. fuckfuckfuck.

i'm so fucking pissed.



you never fail to spoil my day.

8 more days!

8 more days!

8 more days!


and i want time to stop.

i'm back.


don't really want to be.


shopping withdrawal.

anything like that?