chung cheng at its peak of glory (: took from some guy's friendster.dance today without ahma and wei ing is so much quieter . desmond wasnt there either. BAH. damn unfocused today. so much brooding.. and yes indeed N'Sync was a nice band with rockin' moves. but they all end up the same way, down the lane of disbanding.
dinner was super heavy and late. i hate being forced to eat . great i was forced to eat rice and now i cant get to sleep . dammmit. the rest of the stuff was voluntary so i've no complaints.
the angst is eating into me. i ask why and i know i'll never get the answer.
i saw this super tall guy on the mrt. he was resting his arms on the horizontal pole, HIS
FOREHEAD WAS ABOVE THE POLE. and i was only up to his armpit -___- life is sure so subtle at dropping hints to me abt my height. BUT!!! he wasnt those tall tekko i usually see , he was tall and well-built .he wasnt chinese, was caucasian with a drop of those red indian blood. with his hair slicked in a ponytail ( he doesn look like some gay fag though (: ) with HIGH NOSE BRIDGE . hor my dear cherr :D 110% masculinity. point further accentuated when this metro guy in skinny jeans, tight fit orange top and TOTE BAG stood beside him.
life sure must be pretty cool being so tall. and banging his head against stuff like poles heh heh. let me happy abit. xD i was like sneaking glances at him ALOT of times. i have this thing of looking at really tall ppl, plus, he looked exotic.
gonan get some shuteye, i'm going swimming again.
point proven , not taken.
fill my wound with your styrofoam blood till i forget.
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