just finished watching the net (the one with sandra bullock) and i found out something.
i really like conspiracy theory shows.
they get the adrenaline up, your hearts starts beating faster and you just wanna scream, 'hurry bitch! they are gonna fucking get you and pump your head full of fucking lead! move move move!!!'
lol.
it feels great.
like going on a thrill ride.

anybody know what the skin flute is?
try to guess what the right answer is and post it on the comments.
i'll let you guys know soon.

lol.

ps: just entertain me. i'm really bored.

gave cassie my blog add.
she was reading kits and well it seemed silly not to tell her mine since i'm linked and all.
so yea, there you go.

to kit: please please please read up on sex ed. you are scaring me.

before i forget, hi dhanya.
welcome.

okay people listen up.
i have a task for you guys to do.
go here; its a link to one of jay's post.
he's commenting about language use on the internet and specifically highlighted some awful bloggers.
read what those motherfuckers, as jay would put it, wrote and then read the comments.

well, correct me if i'm wrong, but i'm so sure that they were typed down by s'poreans.
disgraceful, utterly disgraceful.
its just so sad. i mean, we are one of the smartest countries in the world (well at least for math and science anyway according to some worldwide test) and here we have some assholes basically crapping all over our good name.
dont you feel like doing them some bodily harm?

i have good news and bad news.
good news or bad news first?
well i'm gonna say the good news first, though i usually would ask for the bad.

the good:

the olympics finally ended.
can you say hallellujah?
all my shows are now coming back.
alias, charmed, csi, buffy, nip tuck, oc.
oh man i cant wait for all of em.
its just me and my shows again.

now the bad:

friends is gonna end.
today is part one of the finale.
its like the beginning of the end.
its such a bummer. what am i gonna do from 10-10.30pm on mondays from now on?
i'll just sulk in a corner and rock back and forth.

that's sara and me.
my gosh i look weird.
i hate myself in photos and i hate hearing my voice, did i mention that?
just look at me!
i should have shaved before taking this shot.
well whatever i guess, its just to introduce my sis to you guys. (if you dont already know her).
my sis looks good here, but dont tell her i said that.
can anyone see any resemblance? i sure cant.
i still look weird.
just ignore the weird guy on the right.

had my phy prac today.
it was okay i guess, cept for the second prac.
dunno what i was doing. lol

went to pastamania after that with jeremy.
ate pizza.

anyway, guess what is going to happen during prom?
fuzzy (a guy for those who dunno) is going to come in a gown.
yea i know.
chuan ming and gang basically went with him to get the $30 dollar black glittered gown.
they even recorded him putting on the gown at metro's changing room.
there was even this woman who helped him out with tips and all.
lol. i know.
i dunno who is nuttier, the saleswoman or fuzzy.

i cant wait for prom and for everyone to see him like that.
its gonna be wild.
he might even be prom queen.

kishan: (about prom) i need to get black pants and shoes and i need to accessorize.
jeremy: with what? a lightning rod?

i thought that was extremely funny.

i want her to do well.
i really do.
why wouldnt i?
well i'll tell you why.
she'll leave.
she'll just get packin and well, she'll take off, literally.
she go far far away and i'll never hear from her until god knows when.
its just like me to fall for a girl thats gonna leave s'pore.
knucklehead.
do i want her to do well? yes i do.
do i want her to do well? no i dont.

i know i've rambled about this and i'm sure i have blogged about it at least once, but you know what?
i dont give a rats ass.
and so i'm gonna whine again.
the weather is unbearable. its sickening, especially at about 3 to 4 plus.
its horrible.
i feel like bacon on a well oiled pan, just frying away.
ergh... i want it to rain.
bring on the torrential downpours, man.

they spun a web for me.

had a very interesting conversation with nat fernando.
about guys and the infamous pink polo tops.
firstly to clear the air, i am so not for em at all.
it deserves a big ewwww in my opinion.
i have never seen it being sold in any shops i've visited.
where then do these fashion-challenged idiots find such articles of clothing?
maybe i just dont shop at these places (i thank god every day for that).
but these shirts seems to just magically materialise out of no where.
its even more worse if the couples wear similar types of clothings.
(i can almost feel kit cringing at this).
its downright disgusting.
cruxifiction should be reserved for this lot.

daphnie, where are you?

had my bio prac this morning. it was okay.
nothing much to be said about that i guess.
then went to kits to bake cookies for teachers day. shu hui was there too.
i'll tell you one thing man; baking cookies is tough work.
it was absolutely tiring.
especially the placing-the-batter-on-the-paper bit of the whole process.
the horror of it all.
but it was great fun. had good company.
also baked cookies for darry's birthday.
we made em a little special, with little notes in each of the cookies.
kinda like fortune cookies only with wierd ass notes.
hope he likes em and doesnt swallow any.

cartoons, friend or foe.
i'm eighteen (beams) and i still watch cartoons (deflates).
lol.
i'm not ashamed of it or anything but i just cant get enough of em.
most teenagers with cable would usually watch mtv and stuff like that, but not me.
when i get the tv, i usually flip between two channels, cartoon network and s'pore's ch5.
why? i really havent the faintest clue.
i just love cartoons. and its not those tom and jerry mindless cartoons.
they have definitely evolved.
cartoons now have more depth and well, its definitely more interesting.
anyone know samurai jack? if you dont, i've helped you out with a visual below.
thats a fine example of cartoons 'maturing'.
the plot is cool, the moves that jack pulls of are fantastic and the adventures he has are creative and exciting.

another fantastic cartoon is sheep in the big city.
the name does ring a bell, doesnt it? (for the chaste, i referring to sex and the city).
the show is great and has plenty of adult humour. (not sex, others).
even the powerpuff girls have political humour.
surely these shows are no longer solely for the viewing pleasures of the young.

or is it just that the young are growing up too fast.
in that case then, the phrase i used earlier, 'cartoons have certainly evolved', mean something else entirely.

whatever the case, i'm definitely for cartoons.
speaking of which sheep in the big city is starting soon...

i found this photo on one of the blogs when i was blog surfing.
lol. its really funny.
elmo the ringleader with his cronies making up the background.
for those that need introduction:
(what planet do you live on anyway?) there's homosexuals bert and ernie, grover the blue wide mouth fuck and cookie monster who wastes perfectly good cookies everytime he's on screen.
watch out everyone, its the sesame street gang, they'll educate you to death.

wassup.
gurmit should never be allowed to say that word again.
there should be a law preventing him from saying words that dont make him act his age; wassup, woooohoooo, cool...
its so irritating to see him shouting and saying words like wassup repeatedly.
its like some sin.
the first time i heard it, it was weird but i let it pass.
the second time was okay but after that, it was extremely disturbing.
moving on...
my three favs got in.
jeassea thiyador, olinda cho and david yeo.
jeassea pulled of chain of fools fantastically. she's got spunk and a great body. plus an accent, which, in my opinion, gives her an advantage.
i love olinda's attitude. she's so lively. my kinda butch/lesbo. only thing i dot really like is her singlish.
speaking singlish is one thing but hearing in on tv is another.
i literally cringed.

david de cruz sucked. as dick said, 'entertainment value 10, singing 0'.
and what a song to sing,
ew.
sure he was good looking and camera friendly and all, but god was he stupid.

barely ten people turned up for math today and due to this overwhelming response, chew decided to let us go early.
well it was only half an hour early but hey it felt good, considering it was kinda dull and blah.
tomorrow's the bio prelim prac.
fininshed going through plant anatomy and animal histology for the what seems like the tenth time.
getting really really sick of looking and small microscopic nonsense.

tried dl worms from this cd wr gave me but i cant seem to get the stupid game into the computer.
irritating.
so i settled for hearing all the game's sounds instead. lol.
sad i know but hey, the worms are adorable suckers.

oh and trouble by coldplay is really good. i'm falling in love with the song.
thanks jemmers!

hey you lot.

click here if you wanna help out breast cancer research.
just go to the site, fill out your name and city/state info, and 3m (yea the post-its 3m) will donate one dollar to city of hope cancer center and your name will be on a giant pink ribbon which will be unveiled in ny's times square in october.
for my city/state info, i just filled in la/california. i dont even know if it makes sense but what the hey.
(at least this little piece of bullshit info is helping to pump a dollar into funds for a worthy cause)

thanks.

skipped physics today.
in the end, only about 4 people attended. lol.
school to day was blah, especially the boring 3 period bio lesson.
*shudders*
got details for an overseas trip today by chew. unfortunately its on the 2nd of december, the day after the prom.
so the trip is definitely out.
i rather party till the sun comes up.
and yea, i made my blog public. decided that it being private didnt make sense anymore.

cant blog anymore, my mind is drawing a blank. will continue later, maybe.
haha, funny, drawing a blank...

yesterday, i was forced to go to the temple with my family.
the whole trip spoiled my plans to study and watch charmed.
and i missed the 1st half of amazing race cos we came back at about 10.20.
why did we take so long?
simple. the temple was in bloody yishun.
yes you read right.
as jeremy would put it, argish.

i finally got the book, the da vinci code.
looked for it everywhere, library, asked friends... and now, thanks to nat, i have the book.
cant wait to get reading, though i dont think that i'll be able to do much, with all the studying and all.

i realise that my blogging frequency went up a couple of notches since last week, hell it went up by more than that.
i'm blogging every single day, 3-4 times a day.

speaks alot about my life doesnt it? *sighs*

i know i've said this a million times, both on and off blog, but i'm gonna say this again anyway because i dont really care what people think.
i cant wait for the 'a's to end.
i wanna enjoy my life.
i wanna wake up without a care in the world.

i've totally forgotten how it feels to wake up like that.
i need therapy.

i am extremely frustrated.
you see my side bar? no? well scroll to the bottom of this god damned page.
found it?
i dont want it to be there. i want it to be at the top right-hand corner next to my first post.
the thing is i have no idea how to do it.
with my computer knowledge, its a miracle i manage this blog in the first place. so believe me when i say that it is asking too much for me to 'figure it out myself'.
and i have been trying.
i've tried over and over and over again to move the sidebar up but everytime i change something in computer lingo, everything screws up.
i'm irritated as hell.

forgot to post about stepford wives.
got reminded when i read mel's blog.
the show is good, disturbing but good.
all the jackasses who call themselves men deserve what they got.
and the punishment at the end was perfect.
fell right in the 'let the punishment fit the crime' category.
bette midler was great. i think i posted one of her lines in an earlier post.
she's really a great actress, esp in a comedy role.
fits her like a glove.

mom says this after a day at the market.

"i can only buy 10 eggs at one time."

"why? whats wrong with that?" i say, "no need so many eggs."

"for the shop. its all that lee's fault (refers to the new pm lee)."

"huh?"

"since he started, everything's going haywire"

"its not his fault"

"ah (ignoring me totally), you dont know anything. its his fault. goh was good."

i was left in a totally befuddled state, trying my darndest to find a connection between pm lee and diseased chickens in m'sia.

conclusion: my mom's just needs a politician to pick on.

who can blame her.

the olympics.
its finally return back to athens and yea, because of that i understand why this year's is such a great deal.
but must they really show every single event on telly. i mean its uber frustrating.
not only have they stopped showing my fav shows, like alias, buffy, csi..., now there's nothing but men/women in tights everytime i switch it on.
i'm surviving on weird shows on cable. (okay well the cable shows are not that bad. i'm just trying to make a point here).
i mean they're braodcasting the god damn event over 6 channels, why must they pick on ch5 at 11 plus plus when all the good shows come out to air their asses on tv?
i cant wait for the whole event to be over and done with.
i need my shows back.

anyone who's reading, be sure to try this.
one of those mind boggling optical illusion things.
its really cool.

(sniggers)

i posted my first picture on my blog.
and oh yea, i changed the background too.
out will the old and in with the new.
notice that the flowers on me and laura, thats the girl on my right, are all stratigically located.
a bunch of rodents we all are.
my blogs gonna be filled with pictures now, spice it up a little.

where did i put that camera?

the 7th interact exco committee 

guess what i saw at cheers today.

no.
no.
no.
no! man you suck

i saw, vibrating condoms.
lol. yea i'm thinking how's that possible too.
is called vicon.
my theory: when you put the condom on your dick, it vibrates and for the woman, its like a girating vibrator.

good for both.

the thing is, if it vibrates when its put on, its a good masterbater too.
will get my hands on some.
;)

i'm officially out of interact.
we installed the incoming exco today and now i'm known as immediate past president or ipp.
from incoming president to president to ipp.
gone thru all three stages and now i'm done.
a little sad but hey, happy nevertheless.
hope that the new batch will do good, and that the freaking rotaract clubs dont hitch a ride on my back, cos this dude wont take no shit from none of those chinx.

i'm deep, smart, confident, independent, mature and powerful.

its kinda scary to be catagorised as such.
i know i'm deep and confident and, well, independent.
but mature and powerful? i mean they're really scary adjectives.
(about the smart thing, i'm ignoring it cos brilliance is subjective).
especially the powerful thing. oh man.
i feel like, well, i feel weirded out.

i dont know if its true or not.
but it is a little disturbing.
how would you feel if you were labelled powerful, mature etc. etc.?
maybe i'm taking this too seriously, even though it may be a little accurate.

but still, youve got to wonder.

i'm finally gonna open the vodka bottle i got for my birthday present from cassie and the lot.
i've got the recipes of some cocktails that i'm ready to intoxicate myself with.
in class today, jeremy and i came up with recipes of our own concoction.
this is what i conjured.

1 part vermouth
3 part absinthe
5 part gin
7 part vodka
9 part tequila
a dash of mint (for fun)

i call it:

kidney failure

You're Most Like The Season Winter ...
You're often depicted as the cold, distant season.
But you're incredibly intelligent, mature and
Independant. You have an air of power around
you - and that can sometimes scare people off.
You're complex, and get hurt easily - so you
rarely let people in if you can help it. You
can be somewhat of a loner, but just as easily
you could be the leader of many. You Tend to be
negative, and hard to relate to, but you give
off a relaxed image despite being insecure -
and secretly many people long to be like you,
not knowing how deep the Winter season really
is.
Well done... You're the most inspirational of
seasons :)

?? Which Season Are You ??
brought to you by Quizilla

i think the woman featured has fantastic eyes.
dont you?

i dont like jamie cullum, or most jazz songs for that matter.
nor do i like 50 cent and other mindless black songs which go on and on about sex and how they'd like to 'give it from the back'.
i also hate some britney songs.
but, i sing all of em and even bob my head like a freaking buoy out at sea.
i'm also really easily influenced by others. if they sing a song i hate, i tell em i hate it and in a matter of seconds i'm singing to the tune of jamie cullum or norah jones.
and for some weird reason i know the silly lyrics.
(they are really really silly by the way).
jeremy calls me a place to stick song post-its.
i'm sticky.

i'm gonna attach a pine cone to my vibrator and have a really merry christmas.

-stepford wives

tried this quiz out simply because its the olympic season.


Morpheus

?? Which Of The Greek Gods Are You ??
brought to you by Quizilla

kinda cool eh?
think the results are accurate?

watched the village for the second time. only because i promised a friend that i'd do it.
its one of those its a long story thing, i'll only type it down when i'm in one of my masochistic moods.
came home to a really rowdy house for some reason. had no idea what the hell was happening, but what the hell.
bathed, studied, then got ready to have dinner.
i prepared everything all nicely in a big blue bowl, had a drink all set and ready, went to the hall to munch away.
the moment i switched on the telly, i lost my appitite.
there was a show about rats and how they infested a farm in aussie.
it was absolutely revolting.
everytime i bit into the prawn i felt like i was biting into the rat's head.
why must these types of stupid silly stuff always happen to little old harmless undeserving me?
and on a day when my mum actually cooked something that is in no way indian aka edible.

this whole experience can be summed up into a nice little phrase.

fucked up.

kits sick again and she very confident that the fates are going to snip of her thread soon.
she keeps whining about cancer and all.
stupid girl. heard that kit?
you are not going to get cancer anytime soon.

all this talk about death is seriously depressing. but since i'm insanely optimistic (c'mon eveybody, say it with me, BULLSHIT), i'm gonna list down the 10 things, in no order, i wanna do before i kick the bucket.

1. do more adventure sports. sky diving and such.
sure sure i'm probably gonna be uber nervous but hey at least i can say, 'i did that.'

2. visit europe again.
ah to see venice, rome, paris, london, switzerland...
sweet sweet dream

3. get laid.
need i elaborate?

4. have kids.
i wanna have lil kishans of my own. and maybe kishanis too but i want a son more. it'll be so cool. my own kids. i cant even begin to imagine.

5. get abs.
i'm workin on it, i'm working on it.

6. to love and be love in return.
the latter is as important as the former. can you imagine the torture of loving someone when the other person doesnt reciprocate the feeling? i can.
ah cupid, where for art thou?

7. be a teacher.
can anything else be more fufilling; to fill the inquisitive brains of the young mind and see their face light up in awe and wonder as you pass on knowledge like an open tap.
okay okay, its only a teacher, i wont get carried away.

8. to write a book
well this one is a maybe. but it'll be so cool. i already know which genre i wanna find my book in, thriller or horror. and i'll use another name (forgot the actual term) like john doe or smt. lol.

9. get married.
to get married, to devote your life to someone and watch someone do the same for you. is anything more romantic? (or scary?)

10. to find myself.
a personal goal. not religious but spirtual nontheless.

preety well balanced list dont you think?
from sex to soul.

blogs that rock.

www.tjsplace.blogspot.com
www.rainy.net
www.right-brained.blogspot.com

these people know what they are talking about and they certainly make you laugh. esp tj and jay from right-brained.
its amazing how much they can write about and how many things are blog worthy to them.
my conclusion is that they are really creative souls who have a knack with words, or they are fuckin bummers with no jobs and a boring social life, making everything else around them instantly interesting.
wouldnt it be a kick if it was the latter?

to melvyn, the little shithead.
my bisceps are so not non-exsistent.
you better watch it, i'll knock the wind outta you.

lol.

I looked away
Then I look back at you
You try to say
The things that you can't undo
If I had my wayI'd never get over you
Today's the dayI pray that we make it through
Make it through the fall
Make it through it all

[Chorus:]
And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
Cuz I'm in Love With you

You're the only one,
I'd be with till the end
When I come undone
You bring me back again
Back under the stars
Back into your arms

[Chorus]

Wanna know who you are
Wanna know where to start
I wanna know what this means
Wanna know how you feel
Wanna know what is real
I wanna know everything, everything

[Chorus without last line]
[Chorus]
I'm in love with you
Cuz i'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you

Thanks Avril...

yesterday, at 3.45am i was made happy by a simple phone call.
cassie was high, really high, after she came back from partying with neeta.
she called and was totally wasted.
we talked till about 5 plus.
she basically showered me with praises (and i dont take well to em, i just feel weird).
she said i was a good kisser, that my voice on the phone was nice, comforting. (beams)
and she said that her archives on her phone is full cos its full of my sms.
sure it felt good, but she was high you see.
she asked me if i regret what we did.
obviously i said no. she also said that neeta and nat both felt that there'll be a part 3 to our 'relationship'.
i dont remember what i said exactly.
she told me of what she did in clubs and well i just got a serious case of jealously.
this is irritating.
she said more, i'm sure of it.
i only wished i remembered.

yesterday i got high.
the irony of it all.
after sending mel home i called her, i just needed to hear her voice i guess.
basically i dont remember much of what i said, but i asked her about part 3.
she said that she'd try her best not to let that happen, using words like cant and shouldnt.
why? why cant shouldnt it happen?
it pissed me of but i felt so sad that i said night and went to sleep.

my life sucks.
i have no idea where we are, or even if i should be saying that at all. i feel so mixed up. i wish she could just be brutally honest. it would be hard but at least blows wont come frequently no more.

the week passed quickly.
probably because mon and tues were holidays.
but hey, at least its over. i really hate school nowadys, its pointless to go.
nothing blog-worthy happened this week at all.
was invited to clubbin (again, for like the god knows how many times) to celebrate neeta's bd but declined. had tfsc stuff to do. even if i didnt i dont think i would've gone.
not yet anyway.
played some randomly organised captains ball today against the staff of tfsc, where i, indirectly, got accused of being a sore loser by those chinese fuckers (kit must be so proud). was totally pissed but didnt say anything.
its so difficult to be altruistic and mean it when they're just fucked.
moving on...
tomorrow's kit's bd celebration (finally). and tomorrow i'll finally be shot up into the air at 200km/h (or so i've heard).
in these situations its so much better to just go thru what you have to do and not live thru the anticipation of doing it.
its pure torture to think about it even.
exciting, but knots are forming in my stomach nonetheless.

an ode to kit.
kit was really bored yesterday and kept pestering me while i was doing my phy self test quiz.
(i scored 77%! and i didnt even study yet. lol)
so kit this post is dedicated to you.

hi kit.

watched the national day parade yesterday.
it was as boring as i expected it to be.
they should really come up with new stuff, every year the same nonsense.
watched s'pore idol too.
goodness that show is (as mel put it) a disappointment.
from the host to the stupid sounds to the compassionate judges to the weird s'porean singlish.
yea, there were times when the judges were tough but they were too compassionate, too nice in my opinion.
leaves much to be desired.

love makes the world revolve
all creation bows down to it in awe
without it, the world has no reason to go on

makes you feel small. really really small
makes you feel sad
makes you feel unwanted, useless
makes you feel vulnerable
makes you feel like how you do when you stand in a spot and spin about really fast
makes you feel empty
makes you feel scared
makes you feel sorry
makes you feel controlled, like a marionette whose very exsistence depends on the strings that holds him up straight
yet...
it makes you feel liberated
makes you rejoice
makes you brave
makes you feel whole, complete
makes you feel like how you do when you stand in a spot and spin about really fast
makes you feel protected, safe
makes you feel important, needed
makes you smile
makes you feel big
huge.

guess what i just found out?
he-who-must-not-be-named (who will finally be appearing in the flesh in the 4th harry potter movie) will be played by ralph fiennes.
i think its fantastic.
he's a brilliant actor and his role as a weird psychopath like fellow in red dragon was great.
i can wait for its theatrical debut in november 2005.
really long way i know but hey, patience brings good stuff.

watched connnie and carla and the village two days ago with kit.
one of those watch-on-impulse things again.
connnie and carla was interesting and a little funny. it was also a little disturbing to see all the guys cross dress and sing and dance and all that.
i though i'd get over it considering i've already watched private parts, but nah. it still made me kinda uncomfortable.
the village was awesome!
shyamalan knows his stuff man.
(to daph, mel and weird ppl who stumbled upon my blog: if you have not watched the show pls dont read on. i'm gonna spill everything)

the setting was a usuall 1800s kinda village, surrounded by the woods where creatures are said to lurk. lucius wants to cross ths forbidden woods to the next town for supplies (medicine...) for the townsfolk. he consults the elders (a group of people who have been in the village for a long long time) but they declined.
one night, the creatures came into the town and scared everyone into hiding. they looked totally scary.
to cut to the chase, lucius got stabbed by this mad guy (a resident of the village) and his fiancee, a blind girl name lily walker, wants to cross the woods to get medicine.
her father, one of the elders, allows her to do it without the consent of the rest (because she was seriously in love with this lucius).
so she crossed the woods and meet with a monster and killed it (the method was brilliant considering the fact that she was blind). she found the road in the woods that would take her out of the woods and into the next town.
now here's the kicker.
when she reached the end of the road, there was this huge wall coverd with vines. she climbed it and guess where she turned up? she was outside the walker wildlife reservation and was obviously in present time.
she got medicine from this poilce officer (who was very confused about where she came from and all that) and made her way back to the village.
so this is what happened:
apprently, all the elders had experienced something horrible in their life while they were in civilisation (death, killings, that kinda stuff). they happen to meet one day and mr walker (the village head and lily's dad) came up with this idea of a utopia of sorts where they would live in a made up village in the period of 1800s. they belived that this was the only way to be happy and well away from the troubles of civilisation.
to prevent people from ever living the village and finding out the truth about everything, they made up rumours about things in the woods; creatures in read cloaks (the bad colour) that kill.
however what the villagefolk did not know was that the creatures in red were actually the elders, posing once in a while (in a really scary coustume), to keep the rumours alive.
one night though, there was a monster in town when the elders knew that there shouldnt be one. and that was the crazy village guy (whose parent were elders) who found the coustume and started parading around in it and even into the woods where lily killed him.
the story may sound complicated here but its a real shocker in the movie.
although it was fantastic, i still felt disturbed.
to what extent will people go to look for happiness?

july came and went and together with it a handful of events.
now its, what? the third day of august and that too is coming to an end.
the prelims is about 4 weeks away.
yay. (unenthusiastically said btw)
this was precisely why i went out with farthead, oops, i mean melvyn today.
well we just went to starbuck but it was unwinding nonetheless.
feel much better, though i still feel as stressed as i was before (which wasnt a whole much anyway).
confusing eh?
i usually do that.

'fuck off'
thats how marti gras opened on thursday. it was the most vulgar play i have ever watched in my entire life. lol.
but, it was very entertaining.
hossan leong and this other woman who acted as a pregnant fag-hag were fantastic.
the kissing scenes were interesting except for the incest stuff. kinda gross.
the lesbo kiss was also disturbing.
i know that lesbo sex kinda turns me on but still, they were koh cheng mun and irene ang for goodness sakes.
disturbing is an apt description.
many gays were bloody around too. lol.
it was like a gay convention.
also got a flyer about his place called jox; selling underwear and stuff.
haha. these people dont miss out anything.
then on friday i went to watch private parts. kevin murphy and christian lee were very good transexuals.
this play was based on a more deeper issue and the jokes were not that straight forward unlike marti gras.
also during the intermission, i saw a gay couple in the toilet.
they're everywhere.
both plays had sad endings.
dunno why though, maybe its the in thing.