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Thursday, September 13, 2007



just now when i'm done showering, i realised the t-shirt i was going to change into reminds me of something.

the t-shirt is the Guinness 9 Ball Tour. the stupid commercial that features the 'creation' of pool. yeah, you'll probably be wondering why i have that shirt when i'm on another frequency...

the thing is that my mum, or dad, gets things from Guinness from someone, who gets them on a frequent basis... so when she came home with the shirt and gives it to me this is what happened.

Mummy: Na! (Throws the shirt at me)

Me: What's this? Har... Guinness? Why give me? shouldn't you be giving this to 3rd uncle or someone???

Mummy: You can wear it right? L-size ma.

Me: Eeee... imagine me wearing this outside.... gosh... my image 'spoil' liao.... ask me to wear that toad t-shirt i dun mind lor.... although that toad t-shirt looks uglier...

Mummy: Wear at home la. Don't want ar? Don't want give me lo! (Walks away. get this, she walked away)

Me: ok lor...

sure... so i'm stuck with the shirt. then when i wore it for the first time and washes it, guess what? the print of the pool table actually creases and peals..... talk about quality...

then that day when i was out watching Remy, i saw this guy wearing the t-shirt...

ok, first impression = 'hey this shirt looks familiar... oh... that t-shirt ar...'

next thought = 'i wear the t-shirt like it's some pyjamas... and this guy wears it like some t-shirt bought from OP or whatever shop'

it's surprising how people 'PERCEIVE' things... interesting... very interesting...

talk about interesting and perception... today's comns class, i was 'supposed' to wear the hat to school... and end up because my hair was wet i decided to just bring it. and i wore it after class... i'm supposed to wear it during class and i wore it after. whahahha! and my friends said i look 'hip' in it...

the last time i wore it, someone asked 'who's that ar?'

now the response is 'you look hip'.

so the next time i wear the hat, what's the response? 'you crazy ar'? maybe...

when i look into the mirror, i realise i look like Valkyrie... serious... although without the horrible shirt she's wearing and ... you call that jeans? never mind...

but i don't mind being like her. since we share the same ideology anyway. the 'don't perceive myself as a woman', 'don't want people to give way to me just because i'm a woman', 'woman=weak? screw you' kind of mindset. and how our hair ended up the same way when we wear that kind of hat.... or cap... or whatever...

hmm... sure, being her is fine. just without that shirt, that pair of dissected jeans, and Ukita... i mean, yeah, if you were to hear someone like Ukita having a crush on you or likes you or whatever you call that, you're going to freak out right? personally i prefer Takeda... no, i rather have Takeda instead of Ukita... someone happy-go-lucky, strong belief in brotherhood, gentleman, and not going around sprouting 'kono yarou' or whatever. and more importantly... someone who has a LIFE... (though not saying Ukita doesn't, but look at the way he reacts when he ask Nijima, i mean Alien about online dating.... seriously, that's the only time i agree with Alien about the things he say)

and Freya actually said she likes that. that, as in someone who would go to the ends of the earth for the one they like... ok, that's true, but that's because she's not in Valkyrie's shoes... boots i mean... when it's her... i'm sure she'll freak out, just like Valkyrie... although she's not going to admit it no matter what... fine by me...

Anyway i'm getting a new one... this one looks weird... whatever... although my mum is going to kill me when she finds out about the hat... probably...

this is the second time i slept on the bus... and mummy smsed me half way... finally she sms using the correct language.... the last time she asked me 'where are you' she typed 'w a u'....

doesn't make sense at all... seriously.... tsk tsk tsk...

with my weekends plus Monday free from school, i'm losing track of time... i actually thought today is Tuesday or Wednesday or something... because usually this time of the week i'll be ripping anime from the net. and now... despite watching only two, bleach and kenichi, i don't have the urge to go dl it... in fact during the weekends i can actually forget to read the new manga chapters online... something has really gotten into me... time to revert back....

Alright. enough blogging... time to find something to do... school work...

i can't believe i just said i'm going to find something from school to do... something has really gotten into me...

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