the fray

i knw its pretty typical radio band. but its pretty catchy. i have the whole album. anyway. if you heard one of their songs. you heard it all. take how to save a life and over my head. they have a different starting that can still be mixed up. and pretty much they all sound the same. except one says how to save a life and the other over my head, overtime or something like that. you get my point anyway. reminds you of artic monkeys.

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i m pretty sick of working for liron. he obviously wants to hire superman. i dont knw much about business but i sure think thats a lousy way to do one. oh well. last week. havent decided whether i shall work next week. i found out my grandma has a stack of liquor in her place. gordon's gin. that will solve my gin shortage for now. can get marilyn to buy something else. i hope marilyn's good friend dora comes visiting soon. :) haha.

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been thinking about life and all. the past quite abit.maybe its got to do with my impending doom in army. i havent been running so i m pretty screwed. no running shoes and apparently we have to buy the army ones. so that killed off my spirit to buy one so that i have something to wear when i book in and i can train before going in. oh fuck. chicken is going to be my best friend in camp. hope i bunk with mr cheong la. haha. can talk cock all day. i guess we all need to stop taking our lives for granted. friends and family. dont always assume they will be there. like how yr sec sch friends split up in jc and how yr jc friends split after a's and how bobby's gang splits with me starting first. nick going army too. aim. si yin and desiree going overseas. somemore here and there. nvm. got jeff and ah hock. can go back visit them when i book out.

should stop listening to duel of the fates. great song. think its making me emo. damn. life is pathetic.


Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
And pray to God he hears you
And pray to God he hears you

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

my only one.

wow. i have never tried being the only parttimer at work. pretty funny. lucky the crowd was easy today. came in interval making things easier to cope with. but alot of difficult customers. bloody hell. i think we lost marilyn's application. must go down and check tmr. haha. abit hard considering no one is working tmr

been spending my time at my grandmother's place. she seems fine. not as pissed off at her condition as it seems to me. wish we could talk more. but i dont knw what to say and how to say it. someone teach me hokkien.

i got to stop being so hotheaded and throwing tantrums. fuck.

cut up angels.

just came back from kenn's place after work. i remember i saw something really ironic yesterday. a monk in his robes walking back to the raffles place hotel(the one opposite the real raffles hotel) anyway. the irony of leading a life free of worldly thoughts and desire. i'll sure like a suite there.

then again liron is making more and more demands of us. thats the problem with the management. they always want to take and nv give. always trying to save the small money. in the first place who will enter a bar there feels like a furnace on a hot sunny day. i mean during the day its cooler to stand in the courtyard under the sun than it is to be in there. plus its less stuffy. oh.well. sometimes they just dont think. only desire. anyway. he was pretty funny today. was trying to learn hokkien (vulgarities) cause his gf can speak abit. and they taught him knn and ccb. and instantly he picks up his phone and calls his gf. "ccb, knn" first things he said to his gf. was hilarious.

THIS IS SPARTA

all of you get yr lazy butts of the sofa and get to the nearest cinema and watch 300. AH-HOO. haha. bloody good movie. and i do mean bloody good.

my tips...

argh. 68 dollars tips.. noooooo.... i m depressed. going bintan. havent packed yet. can someone help me take some stuff from nus open house. erm... law fac and ntu mass comm. haha. thanks.

updates.

anyway. i managed not biting my nails but for some reason my left hand seems more bitten still. must have bit it subconsciously. haha. went to see a sinseh. my uncle actually. had acupuncture(not funny) and the vacuum thing(not funny either). i still have markings on my body. hurts like mad. forgot to take my pills. darn. better take before sleeping. hope i manage to slp tonight.

anyway. i stopped the comments function cause people keep flooding my mailbox by putting their adverts here. BALLS TO YOU. go screw someone else.

i hate ft.

i forgot all about it after supper yesterday la. wanted to gripe about it. thats explains why i felt so empty after blogging(i lie) but its alright. i can do it today.

anyway. on my way for supper from the mrt. i was just minding my own business, doing my own walking. up comes this beefy fuckhole of a chinese man(i mean china chinese). thinking its beijing. he spits to his right. where to his fucking left is a drain and fucking grasspatch. of all the fucking place to spit. he spits right at me(haha. right. i m so funny. anyway) this is the part where i suspect he was trying to get me. then again i see his two friends pissing at seperate trees. bloody foreign talent. fucking wake up and look around. this is not fucking china. i hate inconsiderate people. bastards. then again. skeptics may say i m being paranoid. maybe he wasnt aiming me. he was just trying to spit at the canal. which was about 4 metres away. and then theres the part where i was in between him and the canal. bloody idiot. i suspect he heard me curse. so i got away fast. haha. pussy shit.