Tuesday, January 20, 2009

LisTen tO a vOicE



she may be a world class idiot. but then her voice is unfortunately solid gold.

oh by the way, we crossed 500 posts on the blog. yaaay ^_^
i can't believe i'm capable of producing so much.... errrr ok forget that.
:P

i think i know how this thing works now.
1. u don't get to sleep. ever. if its not one thing, then its another. hysterical women calling up at 4 in the morning? am taking it all in stride now.

2. ur not supposed to talk unless things are 'fixed'. apparently ur not supposed to expose yourself... errr i mean all your wierdness to the other side. so basically u can't actually say anything till u decide, and i don't really see how you can decide without saying anything. i mean wouldn't that be like.... some kind of criminal thing like staying-mum-with-intent-to-mislead??
but thats just me. i like to lay everything on the table.....just so i can't be held liable in a class action law suit later on. also i like to shock ppl. and ramble...
ok now i get it. why i'm supposed to keep my mouth shut.

3. parents are about just as confused as the rest. they'll defer to u. u defer to them. ppl run around like chickens with their head cut off. ppl meet each other 3000 miles away. guys parents see girl. girl's parents may or may not get to see the guy. girl meets guy. guy meets girl. all this meeting. all this chit chatting. no one knows wats happening. guys parents check the house of the girl [ wat? are u marrying the house?? wat do u care?? ] girls uncle's aunt has an opinion. guy's maternal aunt has an opinion...

4. haven't heard of any case beyond this point. so this list is incomplete. coz i have no sources. its all about the sources :P


on another note, just saw this ad. cash for your used text books. ha! fat chance.
you'll have to pry my books from my cold dead fingers. >_<
if i cud i'd take them to the afterlife with me. in fact THAT's my secret project. which i work on , on sundays. "how to take your books with you to your after life"

ok i gotta run. like literally. S said he'd gimme a ride home

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