Right. Even the blind knows that NSL season ain't exactly exciting for me. Needless to say, National stuff (team & league). Very fortunately, April is coming to an end. May there('ll) be a new start. Family is off to Malaysia till the 1st, May they be shocked by my new haircut. Wonder why I'm not there gambling life away instead of here playing my heart out - when it all amounts to nothing in the end. (quoted from a favorite song). At least I get to be the 'Qying' (pronounced as queeng) of the house now. Heh heh. Although I just lost a sock to a non-existent neighbor's balcony living a few floors down while hanging up the laundry. And that my friend, is how the sides of your socks keep missing. Maybe you ought to check your neighbor's balcony.
A good friend just reminded me of a quirk I used to have - eating pencil leads. Muahaha.. I kinda remember how they tasted in secondary school. Quite nice actually. Apparently, we were both depressed then. It was one of those things like if she carved herself up like wood relief, I'll poison myself like Juliet (& Romeo). And you thought you had it bad in secondary school. But hey, I probably needed extra iron/magnesium/lead in my system anyway. Speaking of weird eating habits, I recalled trying hamster's biscuits (on a dare). And I've eaten other weird stuff as well - though none as potent as pencil leads - like flower petals (when my sister was doing still-life painting). But that was only 'cos my sis said those were edible flowers. (I mean, chrysanthemum is a flower too, right?) Guess I've been a hungry kid since young. I should join that chef on discover travel and living channel that goes around the world eating weird stuff. The 'BHP' blood courses through my veins. - Life is short. Enjoy food. (Btw, today's dingtaifeng xiaolongbao was EXCELLENT, so was the yummy choc and icecream - although it doesn't compare to my love...) Thanks to skinny beauty, slim and kl - with their stomach of such small capacity - for their kind donation of glorious food. I'm not sorry for you having a friend like me.
I'm being crazily random. Was sounding a tat bit too pessimistic just now, so trying my hand at funny. Alas, I'm a failed comedian. I should be a scarecrow.
For now I'm just looking forward to the things lined up in May. Leave all my anguish in April. Going to get a life and... ... work. (starts tomorrow, so I better sleep early.) Set my biological clock right and go through the routined life.
O well. One needs to work to earn $$ right? One needs $$ to travel around right? One needs mundaneness to appreciate freedom once in a while right? And most importantly, one needs $$ to eat. =P And that is a statement. Not a question.
May'll be good. May'll be good. May'll be good.
P/S: Thanks Thrillogists for bearing with my outbursts. Thank you my other friends for listening. (even the one overseas who, may I add, pops by my blog occasionally to listen to my beautiful singing). muahahaha Honored am I the slacker who posts at a rate of 1/36days even when my fat ass is bumming around at home. =)
