the paradox that life is like a bed of roses

Thursday, June 2 Y 6/02/2005 11:45:00 am

im in need of cash.
i wanna eat crab.
i hate e sun.

yeaps. 3 things tt's in my mind right now.
okay. im gonna go for a rewang this sat.
wit my aunt. it'll b at clementi.
im gonna earn some cash.
hopefully e amt is satisfying.yea.
right. i have loads of things tt i wanna buy.
n i wanna go get my jade. hee.

ok. my thoughts were interupted.
im thinkin of crabs.
my mom's cooking.
e aroma. it filled my lungs. no. more of my brains.
yea. too congested to think.
now i wanna eat!
nonono. sheesh. i just shit 10 mins ago.yea.
just had my breakfast an hour ago.
rite. but crab, it's like a rare thing to eat.
yea. i only eat it.. like once every few yrs..yea
so i'll b a waste if i missed it.
but.. any idea how to eat it?

ok so. hazwan's been pestering me to come over to his crib.
which is so annoying. rite it's just 11.35.
n he's been asking e same Qn since 10?
yea. tt's right. an hour n 35 mins of irritance.
blurgh. not tt i dun wanna come. but hey it's too early.
it's too warm out there. yeaa.
n yea im sure he noes how much i hate e sun.
yea. n im very prone to sun burnt.
my feet just got sun burnt. yea.
just becos last week i wore slippers to e cemetery.
so it's like im all covered except for my head n feet.
i have a v-shape sun burnt on my feet. yea. sheesh.
oh joy. how nice. hee. wud b better if it's a flower instead.

mom just vacuumed my room.
teehee. how nice.
thanks mommy.
ok toodles.