:: bachelor's notepad. ::

:: Monday, September 27, 2004 ::

here's the beginning of a new post.

i dreamt alot last night. and it's simply a wonder how we could have good dreams and bad dreams in the same night, with no relevance to one another. and it's also a wonder how the dreams can seem so real. good dreams seem real cos you simply don't wanna wake up. bad dreams seem real cos when i tried waking up i actually woke up but the bad thing in that dream was a reality in my dream. i.e. i didn't actually wake up from my dream, i woke up from a dream within a dream.

alright that's the end of the beginning of a new post.

on a lighter note. nevermind!

:: kiathy. 2:28 pm [+] ::
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i've gotten my ipod. finally.

:: kiathy. 2:47 pm [+] ::
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clubbing. choir.

rock/pop music. choral music.

hot babe. kirsten dunst. haha.

are these conflict of interests? i'm interested in all of them.

:: kiathy. 4:02 am [+] ::
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oh yea. i think joss stone is simply superb!!

:: kiathy. 1:35 am [+] ::
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sometimes i think i don't know how to react to situations. and i simply don't understand girls. i mean yea this suddenly came to me. i always feel stumped when simply anyone i have a vague interest in mentions stuff like 'oh i saw my crush here and there the other day'. hmm this is just a general example yea. like what exactly does it mean for girls to say that huh. is it 'bugger off you!!' or is it simply just a statement?

:: kiathy. 1:29 am [+] ::
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i'm so fat i can't even jog with some lasting momentum now. i feel like my thighs are getting crushed by my body weight.

HELP.

:: kiathy. 11:06 pm [+] ::
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the night before, i sort of sleepwalked. sleptwalk. whichever lah huh. last night, i woke up trying tto punch someone in my dream. it was just this enemy approaching me. they called themselves the ssnaple shepherds or something. it was really quite scary cos someone opened the door thinking it was the good guys, i.e. someone like the police. but then these bad people rushed into the house and tried to take all of us down. like they were trying to eliminate us. i felt like an outcaste getting hrm. purged from this land. holocaust? anyway it was scary.

:: kiathy. 1:11 am [+] ::
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oh yea. marijuana kills. just ask kumar and harold.

:: kiathy. 8:56 pm [+] ::
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there's a new magazine in town! maxim singapore hit the streets today. and being the gay boy i am, i bought the first issue. like wow i doubt i was even a pubert when fhm #1 was published. but okay that's so besides the point.

yesterday i sleepwalked. sort of. but i knew what i was doing. well basically i woke up rummaging thru my stuff looking for something to wrap my bolster in. and cos it was pitch dark (becos i happen to sleep at night) and i didn't turn on the lights, i was just touching thru my stuff and i even remember clearly rejecting an envelope cos it had a sealed end - which means it can't wrap my bolster.

then in this state of subconsciousness, i actually had the sense to turn on the lights to search. and so i continued searching for something that i thought was trapped in between a brochure i had. i flipped it opened. felt it, not there. closed it. flipped it open again, felt it, definitely not there. closed it. that's when my dad paid me a visit in my room and asked what i was doing with the lights on. i just mumbled something incoherant, turned off the lights and went to sleep thinking that 'darn it must be 6 am already cos my dad is up so i won't get so sleep much more hurry up get to sleep again.' apparently it was only 1 am. how i knew everything that happened and yet let it happen is a puzzle to me.

i thought of something to blog about while on the train today. that was when i was about to doze off. i always have creative ideas when i'm about to doze off it's so amazing. but it's so damn irritating cos i'll never remember what the ideas were. like a potential #1 rock song.

and anyway. pubert : a kid who hits puberty becomes a pubert. he/she has pubertised.

:: kiathy. 8:09 pm [+] ::
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well. friday night at wala wala was a blast as usual. i mean i just need people who're willing to go to be there with me and i'll really enjoy the night. EIC were as inspiring as ever. like everytime i hear them it's like 'wow i want to be like that!' but they're simply too good lah huh.

actually i'm too lazy to blog even though i want to.

i am a lazy bum. it's self-admitted. i don't even want to make money. i mean for now.

:: kiathy. 10:44 pm [+] ::
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back then.. :). 

:: kiathy. 10:38 pm [+] ::
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hehehe. 

:: kiathy. 10:30 pm [+] ::
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hehehe. 

:: kiathy. 10:29 pm [+] ::
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hehehe. 

:: kiathy. 10:27 pm [+] ::
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man made disasters.

1. man boobs.
2. beer bellies.

:: kiathy. 4:04 am [+] ::
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today a group of choir people went on a choir outing a catch a choir movie.

the choir movie which the choir people caught during the choir outing was a good choir movie, and featured a nice boy with a nice choral voice that could really sing in a very good choir.

that's all i have to say.

:: kiathy. 3:31 am [+] ::
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i am back. and some night there while it was raining (it rained everyday. seriously.), i just sat around and kept thinking about it. and now i think i'm giving myself hopes of going over to the us of a to further my studies. to put it simply, if i wanna be different by going to a new university here aka smu, why not be different all the way and go to a university way there.

i'll need some huge bank loan though.

:: kiathy. 4:19 pm [+] ::
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i'm leaving. on a jet plane. i know when i'll be back again. oh babe i hate to go.

8th september. seeya then!

:: kiathy. 8:49 am [+] ::
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