my host is down for the third time this year, and im convinced that its time for me to move to a new host as soon as i find one. ):
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some things you definitely dont know about me :
- i hope to write an autobiography of myself one day (only after being dumped by somebody famous) so that i can dig out the dirty secrets of the person and make tonnes of money out of it. i mean, otherwise, who would care about a nobody like me.
- my ultimate retirement plan is to migrate to the countryside of canada, and open a small farm so that i can be self-sufficient.
- i think every guy can be charming - as long as they put on a tuxedo and play the grand piano.
- seeing stacks of blank white/foolscap paper gets me really excited.
- since late february, i have won one thousand and thirty-two games of freecell to date. and im still counting.
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i used to be a really stupid kid.
when i wus barely five, i remember spotting a picture of an eight-legged ant (a normal ant is supposed to have six legs for your information) on the newspapers and i wus almost scared to death, because i wus convinced that the ants were evolving and mutanting into bigger and stronger creatures so that they could annihilate all humans and dominate the world. thankfully, they havent. YET.
and have i mentioned that i wus really stupid back then.
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i dont believe my luck, or the lack of it.
a friend who never apologises, isnt a real friend - for he loves his pride more than you.
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the main difference in a kid and any other human being lies in this.
a kid would fill in the blank with an 'I' and feel proud that he knows his arithmetic and spelling.
thats the beauty of innocence.
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rather than (oops, 'dan' i mean) brown, people should start worshipping authors like hanif kureishi and milan kundera instead.
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there is something lacking in my life.
there are days when everything on the television screen fades into shades of grey and black; days when i keep boarding the wrong buses cos they all looked the same to me and cos i couldnt care less; days when i try to do something constructive by reading a book, but all the words on the pages just blur into tiny meaningless black spots; days when my vision becomes so distorted that i am unable to differentiate people into individuals, or stranger from friends; days when i look into the mirror and see two of me, one seemingly clearer and gloomier than the other.
there is simply no meaning in my life now.
(or maybe i just need a pair of spectacles.)
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something from my current favourite author. :)
some people only remember you when they need a favour from you. and some only approach you to talk about nothing else but themselves.
my aim of the month - ignore these people.
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when changes are necessary
(and time isnt an issue),
go by evolution, not revolution.