everytime mothers' day is around the corner, i'll question myself whether mummy ever regretted having us as her children, whether she had a great year spending time with us.

whenever the children are rude, i'll always relate it to being unfilial and the children being ignorant of the mothers' unconditional love. so i kinda admit i'm like 99% unfilial, but still i do love my mum.

have you ever seen your mummy staying up all night waiting for her dearest children to return home? and after a late night out you trudged your way home only to find your mummy dozing off on the couch with the tv on. cause at that very instance i felt remorseful and apologising doesn't obviate the guilt at all. you wished you would return home earlier. you wished you would have ran home from the bus-stop that's 10 minutes away just so she could get more sleep. and yes, you regret!

lately, my brother had been keeping my mummy up. and i always find it an imperative to put on your best behaviour when mothers' day is just around the corner. and i would hope my siblings would spare mummy the agony of waiting.

but anyway what i said about being at your best during the mothers' day season is not wholly true. make everyday a mothers' day, make her enjoy the time your spent together.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY MUM!

a class bomabarded with endless monotonous chanting of knowledge by a feeble decrepit lecturer with antiquated spectacles, in a dilapitated run-down computer room at the top of the building.
IT WAS A HORRID 3 HOURS, MIND YOU!

the fight for strength and position.
humans are ambiguous and intricate beings. everyone has got different goals in life. some pursue for money, reputation while others might live to eat or enjoy greater sex etcetra.
i came across a magazine once, it mentioned that one's character and moral values would settle by the tender age of five.so we simply can't expect a person to permutate or morph into someone with an ideal personality. and it kinda struck me that another hitler might be decremental to our society. so parental guidance is an imperative. and i'm thankful my parents gave me the right teaching to diffrentiate from the not so good and the very good.

i digress. but i shouldn't dwell so much about what's happening around me in the blog. don't get your hands burnt playing poltics!
address your agenda!

I WAS BLABBERING

TEENAGERS WITH THEIR SPASTIC ACTS
like why am i not invited?! haha. prolly my spastic maths couldn't be of much help. it was so cool to be on web-cam with them, although they look a little unglam! i sure was laughing my ass off trying to get the nicest snap for all you people!love you guys man.


now thick toast with peanut butter and condensed milk might sound a little daunting but it's sinfully delicious.
sailors are cool people! they talk with their hands sticking out, so that makes them even cooler.

contented with what i have but life at school suck. there's so much to study. considering it's the first week and i thought it's just some plain lazy honeymoon week. workloads are piling up before i could say done. maybe i could use some help from redbull, it obviates the tiredness.

GARY
exclaimed in horror and disgust

at chijme's laviva
was hoping for some last gathering for the group but it was narrowed down to the 4 of us. everyone got a little caught up with their work. yea we kinda made the best out of it. IT WAS AWESOME!
The antiquated spanish ambience felt comfortable. but the two shots of vodka were horrible. i mean when can a 40% alcohol taste good! a shot of pleasure. sorry for the poor resolutions

the break's over.
relationship substantiated. between squashies and me, family and me, secondary buddies and me, sailors and me. this kinda love is not often dignified or newsworthy but it's always there. sorry if i couldn't vacant out more time to spead more amoure but i love you guys!

cheers people!

i disdain irresponsible people.

my morning suck!
trying to blog, in hope that some buggers would accidentally be awaken by their sub-conscious when their alarms or maids died on them!

i suck!
for setting my hopes up too high. the meet up's redundant. their sleeps were an imperative and the time wasted on my morning wasn't a commodity.

and i was in hopes for a mellow mid-week!
your bridges were burnt!

with pride, dignity, integrity and respect.
missing puzzle piece, the future's hazy. i'm kinda bemused by what's revolving around me. tough times and the struggle to stay competent.

i'm in an awful thirst for liquor.

WE"RE THE CAM WHORES
Policy understood, rules abided but reason? we don't understand and we never would. but anyway we would gladly appreciate it if you could get your bloody ass moving and stop hogging on to the HODS' seats. and return us our democratic ex- school! BE PRAGMATIC, WILL YA?!

it is imperative for me to have fun. so sentosa then badminton then dinner then pool then supper.

SHOCKLIKE

GARY GIVES ATTITUDE!

someday i'm gonna drive out to the country, drive to the highway end. yea i'll do just that!