I wonder if I was hallucinating, but I heard him say hello to me.
How's life?, people would say. i'll just roll my eyes immediately, which I am proud to say I can do veryveryvery well. Hm, but really there's no definite word to describe the way my life's crashing now. Well, I'm not going to crack my brain into pieces to find a word. One of my brain inhabitant has lost an important file, containing the definition of the word paaaaaaaaaaaaaatience (even dragging the a is annoying to me now). So you see, my patience is running thin, or should I say anorexic. God, the lame insanity of today's afternoon hasn't vanish yet. Hah, all those extracting of imagination power used on the way from 888 plaza to causeway point has pushed me to the extreme craziness. Michael Jack's son, blanky, is loved. And I love Eleanor, matthew, Sherwin, Winston (HAHA), Classmates, Vicki Ng, The lesbian (Karthig) and Michelleeee (who bumped into us and rolled us all the way into nonstoprepeatedlaughing land which was coincidentally located inside Courts of Causeway Point, which is also Eleanor's house) for making my day today a three thumbs up. luuuuuurbiexszx hor. And, I wonder if self-proclaimed iRock-ers really rock.