Sabo-ed CHMA.
I felt what I typed, but I didn't type what I felt. You dig? Never mind. Anyway, today was an exciting day. Or at least I found it exciting.
I've been sabo-ed into joining the CHMA! Woohoo! And the term coined for clowns like me who'd 'perform': 'clown'. To use the word in normal conversations, 'No, I cannot go and clown there.' As said by Kai Jie.
Kai Jie is an interesting person. He described me as a dog: Damn hairy, damn scary. I couldn't stop laughing, really.
And NH3 is going to perform Dontcha! Woohoo! A marvelous sight to behold indeed. I'd love it even more if he tries pole-dancing.
Oh. I don't know lah, but I think I'd enjoy myself since this is the last year I'm going to be able to take part in this competition, and what more could I ask for besides fun? I'd just go up there and clown and sing 'The Final Countdown'. Trust me, I'm going to psyche myself into believing that I can actually pass the audition and get into the competition. The way I'm going to do it--I'd take the microphone, tell the judges 'Sorry, I won't be needing this', and throw the mike aside and start shouting the song out from the depths of my heart. I love that song.
I was on the bus 156 just now. I saw some disturbing scene, and it sort of fitted into the song I was listening to just now. OK the scene wasn't disturbing, it was just a--never mind. Anyway, I think I'm overreacting. I'm in love with шой, and I can't be bothered typing out the singer's name. Seriously, if I play a song twice without getting bored by it, it means that something is wrong with me. Yea. And that scene just...fitted in. Aye.
I have nothing much to say already. There's no words for me to say. OK those were lyrics.
Anyway, I think I was a bit..hyper throughout the course of the day. Flashes of anger, sudden bouts of sleepiness, accompanied by sudden bursts of energy and hyper-ness.
I think I'm scary, too.
Oh, I flared up at RY just now I think. I was trying to sleep amidst the rather noisy 'International Friendship Day' fiasco, where some Turks came over to Cat High. I really wanted to sleep, because I lack that, as always =.=
But no, the Turks just kept mumbling on their heritage, what they're proud of, and even a traditional dance that was quite..weird. And weird is an understatement. Never mind. It was noisy.
The only form of emotional attachment I might have with Turkey is hunger.
No, I'm serious. I was rather hungry throughout the entire program. Urgh.
Oh yea...Elgyn went up to make announcements. He turned Shank on so much that Shank shouted 'WOOOOO!'
I think Shank is gay.
I don't have much to say liao.
Nothing angry to be about, so this post is rather mild. Perhaps if a Foucault-like incident occurs, I'd fire an angry post at that person, making people gape in wide-mouthed wonder at how I use the English language with such ease and no waste in bringing down a person's accusations.
Oh. Because I'm rather extreme, I should talk about how I felt emotional just now, suddenly. I felt like calling someone, but knew that my call would either:
1) Be rejected.
2) Short and awkward.
So I didn't make the call. Never mind.
And on my way back from tuition I was like hugging my bag and thinking about why lucky people make so much noise about having only teddy bears to hug, while I'm stuck with a bag with many random folders, and a shit load of paper and a pencil case.
Whiners. I remember this from some friendster profile 'Teddy bears don't hug back, but sometimes they're all you have.' Or something along those lines. I couldn't agree with this, because I don't have teddy bears at all.
I have nothing. Sobs.
I don't think I care much though.
And some shit InspireMe that comes with my Singtel subscription: Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength; loving someone deeply gives you courage.
I think this means that you need to be loved, and love, as courage without strength is pointless, and strength without courage even more so.
Since both ways don't work, and I don't have either, suicide is the only option I'm not going to consider.
Hey. I managed to blabber quite a lot anyway. Thanks for reading the filler ahaha. I'm really hungry now though. And I think I pressed the Enter a lot, therefore making the post look longer and bigger than it actually is.
=.=
-- 4/02/2008 11:44:00 PM
