Sunday, June 22, 2008

The Monkey Says: Fall On My Face In Somebody's New Mowed Lawn

I have come to conclusion that whenever there's whistling in a song, chances are, the song is really really addictive. Now to make sure that Jean doesn't sing along and start destroying my favourite songs.

Was at Barcelona the other night, and it really is true that you get drunk so much easier on an empty stomach. Experienced it first hand that night, and scrambled out of the club when there was a rumour that the Sunway clubs were gonna be raided. Alas, it was a baseless rumour from an idiot. You cow, you costed me 15 minutes of sweet old RnB.

I've been running low on companionship. I'm destined to die single. & this fucker friend of mine agreed. Fucker who steals cigarettes yet complains incessantly that "Malboro Lights no taste la, Mild Seven so much better!".

Being nocturnal isn't so bad when the connection is so fast!!!! Yay to everyone who sleeps early, you guys make my night so worthwhile. OC episodes are buffering at a quick speed, Daydream is playing, my estranged friends are finally meeting up with me for dinner (yes you, it's been that long), and someone really needs to buy my A-Level Math text book.

What a day for a daydream.. :)

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