.Lines that never cross.

ooh-la-la.

i hasten to laugh at everything
for fear of being obliged to weep
laughters and tears are both reponses
to fustration and exhaustion
laughter gives us distance
it allows us to step back from an event
deal with it and then move on
but i too believe those who don't know
how to weep with their whole heart
don't know how to laugh either.

one of the worse feelings in the entire world is knowing that you arent good enough,
what's even worse is knowing at the same time that you'll never be.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

just got back from town. went to The Cathay Cineplex to watch "You, Me and Dupree" with jakin. its been some time since we met! had a really good time. the show is nice, thou not so funny as expcted, but not a bad show to catch. had so much nice food, till i felt damn bloated and nauseous throughout the whole show.

and i said i would definitely blog about this. he wanted me to title this entry as "the sick people say the dumbest thing". well, jakin wasnt feeling too well due to the bloody haze. oh and the main point is, the whole night he was trying to be really funny and lame. and there's this F*CKING story that he said, it was totally unforgettable. i could have just die on the spot if i've high blood pressure or heart attack. i immediately turned vulgar and started rambling at him with the F-word. this story, i would be bring it into my coffin when my days are up.

and here i am now, going to SHARE this F*CKING story to everybody who's reading this. dont skip this. you'll be down with bad luck if you dont continue reading my "the sick people say the dumbest thing" entry. and dont skip a single detail. or you might not get the gist of it.

he named the story "the GOLDEN story". F*CK the GOLDEN. here it goes.

a long time ago, blah blah blah, there's this GOLDEN man. he lives in a GOLDEN house and have his everything GOLDEN. so one fine F*CKING day, this GOLDEN man was having his shower in the GOLDEN bathroom in his GOLDEN bedroom. he was enjoying himself in his GOLDEN bathtub when all of a sudden the doorbell rang. so he off his GOLDEN tap, walked out of his GOLDEN bathtub, wrapped himself in his GOLDEN towel and left his GOLDEN bathroom. he walked out of his GOLDEN bedroom and down the GOLDEN stairs, walked past the GOLDEN living room and opened the GOLDEN main door. out there stood Stranger A. Stranger A said that he got lost and its late at night, and asked if he could stay a night at the GOLDEN house. the GOLDEN man agreed and brought him into the GOLDEN living room. Stranger A made himself at home, sat on the GOLDEN sofa and switched on the GOLDEN tv.

dont stop reading. i bet it will cause ur life.

after that, the GOLDEN man went back into his GOLDEN bedroom, walked into his GOLDEN bathroom, took off his GOLDEN towel, on his GOLDEN tap and continued his bath in his GOLDEN bathtub again. a while later, the door bell rang again. so again, he off his GOLDEN tap, walked out of his GOLDEN bathtub, wrapped himself in his GOLDEN towel and left his GOLDEN bathroom. he walked out of his GOLDEN bedroom and down the GOLDEN stairs, walked past the GOLDEN living room and opened the GOLDEN main door. this time round, stood Stranger B. he told the GOLDEN man the same thing as Stranger A. and GOLDEN man agreed again. so Stranger B joined Stranger A in the GOLDEN living room to watch the GOLDEN tv.

i know you guys must be mad right now. but dont stop reading, really. its ending soon, i promise.

so again, the GOLDEN man went up into his GOLDEN bedroom, walked into his GOLDEN bathroom, took off his GOLDEN towel, on his GOLDEN tap and continued his bath in his GOLDEN bathtub again. and yes, you've guess correctly, the doorbell rang again. so again, he off his GOLDEN tap, walked out of his GOLDEN bathtub, wrapped himself in his GOLDEN towel and left his GOLDEN bathroom. he walked out of his GOLDEN bedroom and down the GOLDEN stairs, walked past the GOLDEN living room and opened the GOLDEN main door. now came Stranger C. he lost his way and blah blah blah, and the GOLDEN man agreed to take him in. so now all 3 strangers were in the GOLDEN living room and watching the GOLDEN tv.

the GOLDEN man went up to his GOLDEN bedroom, walked into his GOLDEN bathroom, on his GOLDEN tap, took off his GOLDEN towel and finally finished bathing. he dried himself and put on his GOLDEN pyjamas. he left his GOLDEN bedroom and walked down the GOLDEN stairs into his GOLDEN living room. knowing that the 3strangers must be hungry at the time, he asked Stranger A would he prefer spaghetti or pizza. Stranger A said spaghetti. he asked Stranger B would he prefer spaghetti or pizza. Stranger B said pizza. and Stranger C asked for spaghetti.

so the GOLDEN man went into his GOLDEN kitchen, cooked the meal for the 3 strangers using his GOLDEN knife, GOLDEN chopping board, GOLDEN pot, GOLDEN pan and all others GOLDEN utensils. after the 3 strangers had their supper which was served on GOLDEN plates, the GOLDEN man brought them up the GOLDEN stairs and led them to their respective GOLDEN bedrooms, with GOLDEN beds and GOLDEN pillows.

be patient. its about to end, really!

and the next morning, the 3 strangers thanked the GOLDEN man and left.

now the end.

SO, what is the (F*CKING) moral of this GOLDEN story?

by this time, when jakin asked me this question, the only words that came out of my mouth is "F*CK YOU". who cares about the F*CKING moral when im so F*CKING pissed hearing all the GOLDEN(s). i couldnt think of any MORALs at all. so obviously, i gave up.

and the F*CKING moral is.........
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PEOPLE PREFER SPAGHETTI THAN PIZZA.

i nearly finished him off at Plaza Singapura Level 4. if we were in a cartoon film, i bet you can see all the burning flames around me and in my eyes. at that moment, i wanted to SKIN him, DRAIN his blood and CRUSH his bones. how could someone ever come up with such a lame and pointless story?! when he was telling me that story, i was really paying attention to the details and everything. ARGH.

okay. this entry is rather long. thanks to that GOLDEN story. but on top of that, the night is really fun. at least i've managed to have some fun before going back to school. and JAKIN, to compensate me, i might just drop by jurong point's McCafe to have my free hot chocolate with lots of marshmallows. yums.

alright thats it. im sleeping. ciao.

*i wont be alone. || 12:38 AM

she is she, nobody but SHE.

maybelyn.
18 november.
and...
she belongs to nowhere.

she loves...

she wishes for...

she doesnt know, either.