Friday, February 24, 2006

reach!

these days i do stupid things. like going to ocs and dreaming of knocking ppl down and explaining why wet tissue is dry without myself even knowing it. like going to a jungle and realising that i'm not tarzan and my jane is out there. like cancelling 85% of my off-in-lieu plans and realising my name is ivan. i'm jus ivan. even my mum treats bacca better than she treats me! hahahas... more stupid things include standing behind a counter-lady and observing her do her work, buying tonnes of heaty food for someone with sore throat in hope that she dies of pain, if not by tempt; trying out the 7 seconds rule in which u see someone and disappear within 7 secs. its said that by doing so u disappear into his/her heart.

stupid things aside, i went to MOS and i ran into joel. (the horrors!!) Fast becoming alcoholic if my mum, and dad, and mates dun stop telling me to drink with them. i need a boost, no more booze. den i went online and i realised there was a post valentine's day dinner by the funties. i was in the jungle tarzanning that day. damn. i met up with pri sch bud, and he's trying to earn 3 million dollars so that he can get his hands on cindy crawford. i laughed. he always manages to do that. (make me laugh i mean, NOT earning the bucks or laying the hands!)

the 15% of my plans that weren't cancelled materialised to a simple lunch, smiles, and subtle affirmation.

i love Chris. (shut up biao)
i love carol (cos i think she's really becoming what she's been TRYING to be - pretty)
i love C************ (dun bother counting the stars because i didnt count when i entered them. its jus the third C in my life and its a little sensitive when she's involved.)
i love Reb (the whole world knows this!!!)
i love Reb (purely typo)
i love craps (wow~! the fourth C!!)
i don't love ............. any other non-family member not mentioned above.

and who says my love-life is complicated? hahahas...

MJ if you're reading this? i jus told u i was on the way 15 mins ago when actually i'm not. hahaha. sorry!

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