bones sinking like stones.

im so DISSAPOINTED with yesterday's match.
well not really the match but more of the post-match celebrations outside the stadium.
or so the lack of it. really man. i had to get the ppl in cars to honk. one pak cik dunno what i was gesturing and honk one really pussy honk. sigh.
the people on the bus i waved at also stared at me like i was some monkey jumping up and down for no reason.
oh course the difference between in me and our prehistoric ancestors would be, i had a reason to be jumping up and down beside a slow moving bus. WE WON THE TIGER(roooooaaaar.) CUP.

i say the Myanmar match was greater fun. i think the presence of the riot police spoilt everything. where was the shouting and crazy dancing? sure sure some had to work/go to school the next day. but so much for the buzz of soccer hype returning to singapore. ka-puit.

i, but it was nice being part of singapore's history at the stadium. haha. met kak lin and her husband and her daughter and her son(whom i think is very handsome for his 3-4year old age with his shaggy hair.) and her brother(who never came with his wife) and her cousin(who came with her newly wedded husband(the one who's wedding i helped out at. remember?))
and they sat from (-1,1) to (-4,2) from me(0,0) [remember vectors ppl?]

i have a problem with my hair. its too thick to be long. and too short to be long. and too coarse to be , you guessed it! , fine. i should give it a cut. maybe next week. and i shall say this to the pretty barber. "long hair, thin hair, (some hand gestures at the back prompting an overlap-py back and reall cool sides.) "

i have sensitive stomach. i ate this nasi lemak with really spicy chilli and im still having churny stomach after many hours later. and its not the 1st time. i ate curry my mum cooked and i had super-regular bowel movements after that. not really nice.

i think julien would be a rich man now after returning and selling all his tv set in burkina faso. 2 containers seh he bought.

i have (at this point i went to the toilet. and now ive returned and never managed to remember what i was about to write.)

i'm glad that im slowly appreciating my piano more. so many pieces ive been able to play already. makes me so much better. im not berry berry hippity-hoppity inclined. so i cant really make my own rhythms for them.
i am very interested in taking up the bass. im hooked on bass heavy/melodious songs/acts. funk bass is nice. for eg. cake's i will survive. dont think rhadji really likes playing it. so toture-rous(i cant spell it properly. oh god) for the bass. but its so nice to hear yourself play something nice.

when i grow up and earn my own money(more or less 2-3weeks time) i shall buy

1. Moby 18 piano/vocal/tabs buku. =)
2. Dave Brubeck. Take 5 solo.
3. ooh. so many soo many i saw the other day.

and ive not been to grammacy yet. (is that how they spell it?.. oh my. oh my.)
oh GRAMMOPHONE, is spelt as Gramophone la fizah. not gramaphone. nor is it grammophone.
:))


i get hungry fast now. maybe the toilet visits have somehting to do with it.

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