Sunday, August 31, 2008
"Um...this style runs small. I don't think you're gonna fit. I mean, your feet are... kinda big."
Well I FINALLY went for service today after not going for 3 weeks.
Sermon was good. About goodness and stuff.
After 2nd most recent blog post, I realised that I DO sound like I'm dying. AGAIN.
Hey it's not my fault that I'm contemplative ok CHAN LUO ER. YES YOU I'M NOT GOING TO REPLY TO YOU ON MY TAGBOARD BUT ON MY POST. HOW'S THAT FOR BLOGGING LIKE I'M DYING HUH? HUH?
Ah well my second round of prelims starts this friday. LIT PAPER 4.
I love imagining other worlds. It's like so cool. I imagine drifting into the clouds on a silver pony and flying 200 miles upwards till I hit the stratosphere or whatever you call it.
After which I would plunge downwards, catching on fire but not getting burnt.
I would crash into the nearest house and into the living room.
"Hi, how are you doing?"
"We're fine. How are you?"
"Oh I just drifted into the clouds on a silver pony and flew 200 miles upwards till I hit the stratosphere or whatever you call it.
After which I plunged downwards, catching on fire but not getting burnt.
Then I crashed into your house into your living room, where I asked,
"Hi how are you doing?"
And you said, "We're fine. How are you?"
Then I said,
"Oh I just drifted into the clouds on a silver pony and flew 200 miles upwards till I hit the stratosphere or whatever you call it.
After which I plunged downwards, catching on fire but not getting burnt.
Then I crashed into your house into your living room, where I asked,
"Hi how are you doing?"
And you said, "We're fine. How are you?"
Then I said,
"Oh I just drifted into the clouds on a silver pony and flew 200 miles upwards till I hit the stratosphere or whatever you call it.
After which I plunged downwards, catching on fire but not getting burnt.
Then I crashed into your house into your living room, where I asked,
"Hi how are you doing?"
And you said, "We're fine. How are you?"
Then I said, ..."""
Do I think I'm in a crazy mood now?
Yes I do.
I think it's the bubble tea.
Makes me hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh.
WHEEEEEEE.
SNORT SNORT GIGGLE GIGGLE CHUCKLE CHUCKLE WEET WEET WHOOT WHOOT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
"Why do they put the pig's picture on the luncheon meat cans?"
"Cos you know right, the government is trying to discourage people to eat luncheon meat cos it's not healthy? Like you know, the pictures they put on cigarette boxes?"
"Oooh"
"Vig, you do know that Cheryl's lying again right?"
Oh and by the way..
If you're ignoring me, I would wish to know why.
INAF.
4:46 PM
