A History of Friends

Disclaimer :
A) The people that are mentioned in this entry are my actual long lost friends. None of them are actually YOU. So stop suspecting it.
B) The people mention in this post are all good people. This post is about my childish, one sided opinon of friends last time. I think i should be different now.

I'm jealous of you my friend,
And you are the only one that make me feel that way.
I never really understood why, but this sharp sense of jealousy struck whenever I see you.
Maybe because you are good looking,
Maybe its because you are popular.
Whenever you appears, everyone turn into Robin, while you smartly don the Batman suit.
All attention is on you, the world changes its axis for you.
You were never really better than me, yet I feel inferior to you.
Despite being a friend of yours, I secretly gloat at you misfortunes.
The guilt makes me unable to sleep at night.
I'm writing this cause you never knew about this blog,
I'm sorry that you make me feel this way.

I hate you my friend,
You really irritate me.
You try to one up everyone, your ego is ever expanding.
You want to be right all the time.
Being superior to others is your goal in life.
Friends like me, around your side, takes your constant humiliation and insult, so that you can feel better. We just play along.
Most of the time you are wrong but none of us bother to correct you. You should know that most of us fear you. We just play along.
Secretly I pity you cause you live in a world of your own, ruled by you own supremacy.
I'm writing this cause you never knew about this blog,
I might just stab you if I saw you on the streets some day.

I like you my friend,
I think you will make a perfect wife.
I hope to have a daughter that's just like you.
Yet, I don't like you in a way a guy will like his girl friend.
You feel more like a family to me.
In this confusion I never knew how to react,
I still don't.
But I secretly hope that you like me.
I'm writing this cause you never knew about this blog,
I'm sorry I never told you this... cause I couldn't even explained it.

I pity you my friend,
I think you are suffering from depression.
I knew how serious it is but yet... I didn't bother.
I was too caught up with my stuff to care.
I was there, I saw the signs, yet I didn't help you.
Your constant self pity irritates me.
I secretly hope that you will kill yourself and end your troubles... and mine (which is you).
But I knew that I will feel guilty if anything happens to you.
I'm writing this cause you never knew about this blog,
I hope you will be happy one day.

What am I doing?

~There are moments in my life where I will, for no reason, suddenly step of reality and ask myself, what am I doing? In that very second, I question myself whatever I did wrong,to end up in a situation like this~

O level, studying for chemistry papers.
I made a fresh mug of kopi peng to keep awake.
I look at the clock which reads "02 30"
I look at the kopi peng
I ask myself, "What am I doing?"

Poly, rushing to complete design fundemental project.
While cutting the mounting board I accidentally slice my finger.
I look at the blood on the mounting board
I look at my finger
I ask myself, "What am I doing?"

Army, doing guard duty in Sispec
Sitting down outside Ammo dump waiting for time to pass.
I look at the forest
I look at my water bottle
I ask myself, "What am I doing?"

Clubbing, Drunk at Zouk
Stagger out of the club, sitting on the kerb
I look at the bouncers
I look at my vomit
I ask myself, "What am I doing?"

Current, working till 2 plus 3 am every day,
Walking home on a Wednesday night,
I look at the chiongsters going home in cabs
I look at the Lup Sup uncles with pretty China KTV girls
I ask myself, "What am I doing?"

5.5% Happiness

After one non-alcoholic month, a can of Tiger taste like heaven.
Finished it in 2 mouthful, i look at the empty can.

It reads :
330ml 5.5% Happiness

Be a Man! Throw away your dignity!

Its a common sight to see guys holding little pink handbags down Orchard. No, they are not gay. So why are they disgracing their ancestors (all 18 generations of them) and bringing shame to their family? Because their girlfriends think its manly to do so.
"Oh he's so caring ! He's not afraid to disgrace himself (and all 18 generations of his ancestors which are now simultaneously flipping in their graves) to help me! So man!

Today, I think the standard just created new depths.
After a heavy rain, the ground was apprently dirty. So this couple was just standing by the road and I saw the guy knee down in front of the gal....

Was he proposing?
Was he searching for something?
Was he giving her a lick job? (as oppose to a blow job)
NO.

He knee down and wipe her feet.

-___- At that moment i really wanna rush over and kick him in his head, but i was distracted by the gal's pretty leg.

Looks like its time to put on a dog collar, wear nothing but G strings with suspenders, white sock and a jocky cap, crawl down the street with a dildo sticking out of my ass while moaning like a cat in heat and go all out to disgrace myself. It'll bound to attract some chio bu....

yeah some police woman are chio -____-

Cutted

Went to cut my hair today.....
now its damn weird...
feels like a lion that lost its mane...
Meow...
+ lick paws and hide in a corner +

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Why do hairdressers like to cut guys hair like butch?
After my hair cut, the hairdresser was styling my hair wif wax . i put on my glasses to take a look .
WAH!
I almost shouted "Fucking Butch!"
Instead, I proceed to check if my breasts are binded properly and my specs are black rimmed.
Then she ask if i wanna cut the top short to spike it up,
If she does that I will look like 5566 -___-

~monotone has been living wif bad hair day since 1982 ~