Yes, it's a fact. I'm starting to blog (yet) again. Not that it concerns you at all, really. Afterall, blogging is so 2006. Now is the age of rebel punks and wannabe emokids. As the hair grows longer so do the jeans fall lower and become tighter. Or is that old news too? Maybe she's right, I am growing old. Fuck, the truth hurts. At least it's another 9 months or so before I officially abandon the title of "teen". Rather Very unwillingly, I must add. Of course the bittersweetness of this November becomes much sweeter with the much awaited ORD. Damn, nine (eight plus) more months of seeing green. At least i've got her with me through it. Thank you and yes, I do love you.
What use is a blog when there's no time to blog? And even when there is time, like now for instance, you aren't allowed to disclose any information relating to the army.
So what if it's 2006?
Heh...
I've got what I need.
While the blog isn't suspended or something, Merry Christmas to all of you. And i'm sorry if you haven't been able to keep up with the happenings of my life. Well, it's not like you wanted to anyway.
Something's different about my blog. I wonder what...
Blog's back after quite a long period of non-existence. Could very well say it was a blessing in disguise. Whatever the case, this calls for a new template and a decent update. Later maybe.
Hurry to 181105.
I just came across possibly the stupid-est, lamest, worst-est chain Friendster bulletin ever.
She had Sex But She's A Virgin.... Because you opened this letter, something good will happen to you at approximately 11:52p.m. If you don't repost this you'll have bad luck for the next 1152 days. Repost this with a title she had Sex but she's a virgin you have to do it within 57 sec
Ha ha...
Today was the first time in a long time I got to put on my soccer boots, and the weather couldn't have been perfect-er, albeit the short period when it was raining sunnily. My fitness is just about gone, but then again, what fitness did I have to begin with? It was fun, nonetheless. I'll miss soccer at Malan Road.
Hair cut was alright, just that it took so long. I was in there for about an hour maybe, but that's just a small price to pay for my hair not ending up like some victim to a lawn mower. Went to watch Corpse Bride after that. Was quite reluctant intially, and that reluctancy grew even more after hearing rather shitty comments about the show. Turned out not as bad as I expected it to be, in fact I did enjoy it. Mmm, actually the people around/next to you also affect it. By the way, the piano pieces played in the show? Frickin nice. I regret not learning the piano properly when I was young, or else maybe I could do something like that now. Oh well... So now, for real, go and watch Corpse Bride. And fyi, I'm not advertising it solely to make other people pay $9.50 for a movie that i thought sucked, which was what we planned to do at first. Or maybe I am.
In my haste of changing my blog template, I lost all my links so I had to dig up my old html codes and pick out the few whom I think still exist online and possibly remember that I exist too. So yea, those of you who aren't linked and should be, leave a comment or something. Thanks.
It's a beautiful day; i'm high.
