definitions

as we grow older, we all hope to see the world with the right amount of humour that was intended to be. i have ANOTHER theory about myself, one that christina would not hesitate to call "another of ivan's epiphanies". 

i only make friends with happy people.

(also see) i get sick of emo-ish people.

(translated) i like people who can see the darkest darkest humour, in the faintest of hour. 

(i can imagine myself appreciating someone whispering some morose joke to me during a funeral and i secretly want to laugh if not for social inhibitions. and somehow i keep imagining its becca saying it)

like being at a friend's funeral, and she suddenly whispers to me, "the curry chicken is from lai lai - i know."

then i start to imagine myself being gay - which i cannot. the closest i came was just me carrying a few shopping bags and walking along orchard road with honghui and he says, "where next? zara?"

you know? sometimes, i really do feel like holding some emo person's hair and then bashing that person up and that like... SMASH SMASH!! *get a Life!* *WHAM!!* KICKS KICKS. and then zoom, back in reality and i go, "ok, i hope u feel better soon. i gotta go do project (which i have none) now, talk to you again." and finish it off with a "tata *smiley* "

gosh i hate how pretentious i am at times. but thats what EVERYBODY does, right? and half of you readers out there share the same SMASH SMASH KICKS KICKS tendencies as me. Bleah! haha..

then i start to imagine myself bullying some waitress and refusing to pay service charge. well, i had no problem with that. 

am i a bully or what? haha..