4 freakin Weddings and im ready for my Funeral..

i've even gotten my prepared answers which are polite enough to satisfy 'em but ambiguous enough to stop their bloody nosing..who's 'em? 'Ems are relatives, acquaintances, cousins who are married, usually people who've got nothing else to live for except a) talk about married life b)sell marriage to their friends/younger relatives c)talk about babies or d) gossip. and they're ALWAYS at weddings. These people make marriage sound like bein in a bloody Kappa-Lambda-Gamma sorority or something. if i ever, EVERRR become like that, SLAP ME TWICE AND SHOOT ME. (excuse the language, im usually not so vehemant but wahliao eh, when you're asked like, 22 times the following question: "soooooooo...when's your turn??", i think its fair that one feels just a wee bit disgruntled, dontcha think?)

i really really love that Howie Day song, Collide..just put it on repeat.. its good..like hair-raisingly good..

bowling with advertising people is incredibly different compared to bowling with accountants..its interesting how jobs mold personalities...also very very funny!=D

there's this shop in low yat that sells the best selction of foreign films that i've seen in awhile..so basically i spent all holidays just vegetating on couch with babes and we just watched t.v...we went from japanese: the fall guy, to old-skool cult: dazed and confused, to animation: belleville rendezvous, to pretty people borderline porn but not quite: lie with me (t'was crap but eric balfour's hot), to traditional chinese hamlet ripoff: the banquet. it was a good holiday.

i miss my brother. i miss yan.

i sooo need to get my phone and ipod and camera and aircon fixed..skinny says that technology comes to me to die...the only reason she's still alive is cos she set up my surround sound system for me..not like i couldnt do it myself what..*mumblemumble*

the only thing worse than going to a karaoke and having to listen to out-of-tune people sing is having the karaoke come to you! for the past 3 days and counting, this little shack downstairs has been blaring old chinese songs but what makes the experience more excruciating are the tone-deaf ignoramuses who take turns to sing the same song...3 times in a row. (if you're hokkien, you'll know the ever famous "ji see keeeeeee, ji seeeee lokkkkkkk" song....yeah..you also think i have the patience of a saint right??:P