I am shining like a candle in the dark

Fucked up morning. First i am late for work. work starts at 9 and i left my house at 830 because my fucking computer kept restarting itself and crashing when i all i wanted was to upload japanese pokemon into my DS which i had for over a year and someone didnt even know.

I know i dont read japanese but i am just going to try and figure out what the hell it is trying to tell me, maybe soon ill be able to read 'pokeball', 'yes', 'tackle', 'no', 'razor leaf', 'masterball'. So when i see a japanese written menu i might identify.

Me: Zomg this menu says 'masterball'.

Then the morning grind in the train to work. This fucking square arm lady fumbled about in her bag to look for bloody wet tissue and her square elbows kept rubbing me in the wrong way and no the genie did not come. And she didnt even say sorry. stupid skank. Sorry please, i am saving my chastity for my future love which might never come, can you imagine, some losers have had 5 girlfriends before and i dont never had a single partner, i am officially at the loser of losers which some people might lovingly agree.

Yah i know, real men play rugby.

Then for some crazy fuckass reason, a great influx of fat women suddenly fill the train and engulf me in this pool of cellulite.

2 stops away from my workplace when the cloud of cellulite cleared, this diabolical indian man with his devil eyes keeps looking my way and inadvertently 'glares' at me. Like wtf wear shades please.

I fucking hate it when people walk slowly on a narrow lane. hurry the fuck up, i dont care if you are 80.

I am waiting for my msn muses to come online so i can bitch about my boss. This huge ass incarnate of all the cellulite in the world. And shes 21. And i saw her 21st birthday pictures with her posing in a sari. And shes fat.

Not good.

That is so not good.

She even said she looks fat.

HELLO WHAT FAT?!

WHEN YOU SIT DOWN YOUR LAYERS FORM THE RICE TERRACES IN PHILIPPINES. Fat my ass, ya my ass is fat, that is called fat, you're just a whooping all-devouring mountain. And the little hair folicles on her tummy can be the rice plants, not that i've seen her unshaved tummy, but she looks like she has too much to shave too much area to cover and therefore wont bother shaving. Can she even reach certain areas?

She owes me 2 dollars. Bitch. Better than some boss owe 50 dollars.

I get to meet my friends tomorrow, wheee. Uber glad they make time for me, some pple always not free.

Me: "Hello thursday you free?"
FF: "NO"

Been asking that for almost a year now same guy somemore, thanks ah.

Is this in my head I dont know what to think

Missed Connection post.

This is with regards to a missed connection on the 21st Sep Monday on Hari Raya Holiday.

This goes out to a friend from Secondary School I lost contact with. I hope you still visit my dead blog so you can see this.

I was in a car with another fellow Secondary School friend, we actually sounded the horn to get your attention. It was at Chai Chee a HDB carpark at around 1pm. You were wearing shades.

I wanted to say Hello.

So anyway, Hello.

=)

At the top of my lungs, I'm giving it back

My stupid brother has torrent.

He made me lag while i was in dota world.

Stupid bitch.

Its ok, thanks to a friend, i bet i had torrent before he did, so, hog my fucking bandwidth and i will do the same, just download some crap like soft porn or a Michael Bay film.

And i bet he has no qualms about hogging the shit out of my bandwidth.

Since his cold persona cant give a fuck, I should stop caring first.

If you do know a person will one day stop caring for you, or you can see it heading that way, I suggest that you stop caring first, that way when the day comes where the truth comes out, it will hurt less.

A lot less.

It works and plus, you wont learn to hate. I mean I didnt. Hate is... a waste of time. Just bitch it out and ignore the person, you know you want to. No point in caustic verbal bloodbaths. If a person didnt care, why should you. I mean at some point of your lives, both of you would've tried to fix it, but then it cant be fixed cause people dont change. So forget it, you both tried. Move on.

Boom Boom Boom Boom

Clean your room clean your room
Clean your room clean your room

Mother just came back from work

Clean your room clean your room
Clean your room clean your room
Clean your room clean your room
Clean your room clean your room

When your mom nags at your messy room
And she threatens to ban you from cable
And you need a
Quick fast clean up now
I'd be your cleaner tonight

Mass clean up mass clean up
This is what I am paid to do
Mass clean up mass clean up
We'll have that scrubbed
Mass clean up mass clean up
Sponge to sponge just me and you
Mass clean up mass clean up


Broom broom broom broom
I wanna sweep your room
Lets use that pail of water
Add soap and put some detol

Broom broom broom broom
I need another broom
We spend the night together
Together sweep your room

*Instrumental*

Sweep faster sweep faster
Dont forget to tip me more
Sweep faster sweep faster
Throw that condom wrapper now
Sweep faster sweep faster
This is what I am paid to do

Sweep faster sweep faster
I am having fun
Sweep faster sweep faster
Sponge to sponge just me and you
Sweep faster sweep faster

Broom Broom Broom Broom
You need to get off sex
I see so many wrapper
11th one i've swept up

Broom Broom Broom Broom
Gimme another broom
We spend the night together
Together clean your room

Broom Broom Broom Broom
We need to hurry up
Your mother getting grouchy
She didnt see your condoms

Broom Broom Broom Broom
You need another broom
We spend the night together
Together sweep condoms

Sweep Sweep Sweep
*Instrumental*

Whoa oh Whoa oh
Whoa oh Whoa oh
Whoa oh Whoa oh
Whoa oh Whoa oh

*Instrumental*

Broom Broom Broom Broom
Your room now very clean
Your mother also damn shocked
Now wont unplug the cable

Broom Broom Broom Broom
I want a double tip
We'll spend the night together
Together use condoms

Broom Broom Broom Broom
I want you in my pants
We spend the night together
Together sweep our backside

Broom Broom Broom Broom
Lets have a couple bath
We spend the night together
Together scrub our backs

And I will bring you back home to shoot

Why is shooting in non-national security areas a felony? It is not as if we are planting a bomb there and detonating it to blow up film equipment, granite walls and our intestines. The film isnt going to be used to sate the emptiness of the average porn addict or at least as long as we aren't even making a porn movie i do not see why people have to get very anal about locations being used for shooting.

As responsible half adults, we understand that keeping a place neat can prove hard judging from the state of our rooms, but face it, we're more responsible with things that aren't ours as compared to our century old pillow which is probably a door rug now.

The most lame excuse is to have no excuse, the very least they can do to provide the illusion of closure is to cook up an excuse like his mom died in there and our very presence will upset the serenity of her naggy spirit. Rather than NO.

I am trailing off but the worst excuse was that the owner or the custodian of the location was afraid that we were going to shoot an Edison II. Look, we're innocent sweet virgin 20 year olds, as very conservative asians who wont even walk around naked in a public pool toilet, we wont even muster the testosterone to unhinge our belt from the hoops and bear it all infront of a camera, it is depressing to know we cant change the size of our goods so why go the distance and bear it on camera and even upload it to the infinite multitudes and wait for bootleg copies to fly into the shelves of Poh Kim.

Main point, it is just a premise, a location, it does not cause alarmingly high amounts of emotional distress, physical affliction or psychological demands so it is plain malicious and anti-karma to turn us down and deter our dreams just because the location keeper probably didn't get to live his/hers.

Note: Struggling film students are harmless, they are incapable of causing a deleterious amount of anarchy, bedlam and pernicious upheavals. What you see in their messy rooms will never be reflected in the state of your location after they have left.

Don't be deplorable, be nice.

Ok, i hate permission letters, it is necessary and docile but garners brutal responses. Not good. At least i know how to write one.

And it is very heart warming for our lecturers to realize that we students are still students and learners so there is a need to be benignly taught and not yelled at over the phone at 10 in the morning just because someone needs to bring issues to work and gloatingly air her incompetence and idiocy.