i do not like walking home alone late at night.
hate, detest it.
u take the lift home, look out of that tiny window that lets u peek at all the floors as you go up.
n u swear, there was something on the 5th floor standing there in black. looking, watching.
u fumble with your keys as ure trying to open the door, u swore there were footsteps behind.
how can there be footsteps, when all that is behind you is a wall?
ok, lynnette... constance............. enough of exchanging ghost stories during work.
and! no more ju-on-ing.. shutter-ing.
plain old comedies suit me just fine.
| 03:44 Tuesday, November 23, 2004
i'm in the mood for some.............
TRASHY CHEESY medieval times PORNO ROMANCE novels.
nownownow.
the kind that contains explicit passages of:
her breath became deep and heavy with her bosoms heaving up and down. hey pink twin peaks ripe and ready as he pressed his bulging erection against her.
ok maybe mine sounds amateur.. heheh.
but u get the general idea lar.
literary porno here i come...
n girls, dont say u've never read any of those stupid books.
because every girl has. (most lar, i think.)
why am i blogging about shit like this?
arrgh. im going insane.................................
| 18:05 Thursday, November 11, 2004
wait.
i don't want to be on santa's "naughty" list this year.
tsk tsk.
alright alright,
today.......... I, (sophia ong, S8512345c, aged 19, 04021985)
1) did my homework.
2) washed all my undergarments.
3) cleaned out the junk underneath my bed and chased out that ugly green monster that has been living there since i was 6.
4) listened to my daddy's long lecture on how overspending your allowance at a young age leads to mismanaging of personal funds during your middle ages thus leading to bankruptcy when ure old and greying and finally dying penniless.
5) helped an old lady cross the road. (then i realised she did not want to cross the road n was actually waiting for the bus which has a half hour interval between buses and she ended up missing it because i forced her to cross the road. so is it counted?)
6) did not have any unclean thoughts.
7) bathed.
8) finished up every single grain of rice on my plate.
9) tried to do crunches.
10) smiled at everyone i met.
11) had nice thoughts about un-nice people. (wow, jennifer's bright yellow and green pair of shorts certainly sets off her uneven dirty yellow brownish tan, finally, a colour that suits her!)
santa, am i good enough now?
i'll start writing my x'mas wish list real soon.
-big wide smile-
| 01:04 Tuesday, November 09, 2004
all stolen from fen's lomo shots. haha.
| 00:16
jon apparently thinks he's some monster.
| 00:14
this one's really nice.
| 00:14 Sunday, November 07, 2004
when u step into a public toilet..
its empty, and theres for example 3 cubicles..
which will u pick?
i have a tendency to pick either the one in the middle or right at the end...
not the first one.
why?
because somehow or rather i think the first one would be dirtier or the dirtiest..
then i realised...
perhaps everyone thought the same way i did.
and if majority of the ppl went to the middle n last cubicle..
wouldnt the first one be the cleanest?!
ah just a thought.
| 23:18 Wednesday, November 03, 2004
some people only call or ask you out when they need your help.
or need something done.
or need your advice.
or just need you to be there. (because theyre bored or down.)
i'm not someone to be taken advantage of.
just 'cause u know if u beg twice, i'd relent and say yes.
just 'cause u know deep down i'm softhearted.
i wish i had the guts to shout at u and say, "cant u freaking blardy hell do it yourself/solve your own problems/ask someone else?!!! i'm sick and tired of this shit."
but i cant bring myself to do that.
its not fair.
but then again.
since when was anything ever fair?
pardon me.
i just need some time tonight to rant.
| 01:24
