i just had my interview today. i think i flubbed it really badly. as in really really badly. oh well, better now than later, since i can only blame myself at this stage for not getting in. better than the horrific realisation that no one really gives a damn about me. we'll know on tuesday i guess.

what do you think the two of us are thinking about you right now at the end of this interview?

now, doesn't that just stump you? -smiles evilly- WHAT THE FUCK.

ah well. i ruled by my heart. still searching for a purpose, for a meaning.

i thought 02nite was not bad, and it was quite fun at some parts actually. nothing wrong with it. and i've just got the most fantabulous idea. oh well. too bad i can't live out my dreams due to the lack of talent. all of my regrets are nothing new.

as i was walking around the blindspotbend at ghim moh, after the main gate, out of school today, i saw a bicycle chained to a handrail with its wheels stolen, splayed out in undignified fashion hanging over the longkang. that image is just disturbing. interesting, the depths of depravity we've reached.

sian. i don't want the induction of sesame street characters as well as purpoted thieves as well as replacement himbos as well as toilet sissies as well as malaria-inducing anopheles mosquitoes as well as pissface as well as the interracial prince of riyadh as well as areola-surrounded-tissue-protrusions as well as everyone's new cute guy to disrupt the balance !!!! stay strong, stay firm, stay close. we will make it through these turbulent times, guys. for we are the originals. the real 16.
quixoticka eulogized @ 10:29:00 pm