:'(

was reading heeday's blog when i started to notice something. HIS LIFE WAS BETTER THEN MINE. yes...fate has a way of screwing you up when you really need it. trust me on this. there was on incident i can recall...ok actually i can't. probably it's because of the boredom. YOU FUCK HEAD I'M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU FATE YOU. or whatever you call it.

know what? i hate myself. life is what you make of it. and i hate that line cause i know that it's oh-so true. look at me (ok i know you can't see me but please bear me on this one). i'm like this poor shit from the bronx who has absolutely no life. i have absolutely nothing to offer nor do have the sanity to do it. what i do have is wit. i think. think i look too meek to intimidate people.

meh.

i've no more ciggies. smoked the last one yesterday. alone. under the void deck. sad isn't it? spending quality time alone with the comfort of a cold, hard marble bench and the eerieness of midnight. if i was staying near heeday or jose or fenderson, might ask them to accompany me. alas, here i am, stuck in this god forsaken neighbourhood with everthing to lose(?).

was thinking to be either a lawyer, a judge or maybe and escape artist. but, upon reflecting, i found that neither of those i have passion for. or maybe a radio dj. YEARGH! and people'll hear my voice all over singapore. yes...i am everywhere. shaquet the ominiscent.

on a final note: pokemon is taking too long a time to end. just throw it away and make way for other animes that are actually entertaining. no longer do we have to see jesse and james on every episode. talk about annoyance.