i am keeping the presents.
damn. why didnt i buy nicer stuff,
then i get to keep them too.
haha.
I HATE YOU.
anyway the whole idea of the post was forgotten.
i wanted to say that i watched this mercedes ad.
its so neat.
i remember my friend telling me this lecturer's response.
response to why he drives a mercedes.
my friend expected a legitimate answer -
something like - good engine.
nah.
the answer was - hey ahbeng*, i am an arrogant bastard okay.
*names changed to protect identity.
haha.haha. i thought it was really funny.
oh. so the mercedes ad. it was really good.
the kind i like, sam hates.
he probably thinks its too slow.
but this one's quite different,
the humour comes in at the back.
i dont know who's the guy in the closing scenes,
but he is really not suave or anything,
but really rich i guess, cos he drives a merc.
it was God telling me that life is unfair,
but He is a good God.
its like you can be really rich and all,
but you might not be good looking.
haha.
its funny right.
actually not so, cos i dont write well.
but its a little thing i got from
joshua, john, ser and leng.
haha.
a while ago, i was so very mad. sometimes i wonder, why are there childish people and why am i so accomodating to them. is it because i have aged and realise that patience is a virtue? sometimes i wish that i would be able to look at them and say - "cant you just grow up?"
i am very angry today. in a state of confusion and daze. i went to talk to sam, getting nothing really out of the conversation. he keeps asking me to do the same thing, do more, do more. i am getting quite sick of hearing that. exactly what more? after that i went to look for mr james na. he is a nice fella. he took me for my interview, together with sam and cy. it was this month too, three years ago. really - if not for him who did my interview, i would be stuck in singapore poly now screwing up my modules. the thing is, i should have consulted him after i started drawing, instead of petersam. its kinda too late to say that now. now i wonder, is the whole final year project a joke - a mightily big one. i am considering redrawing everything, in a more completed style, so hon cannot say it looks too loose. this big joke is killing me.
them calling, one after another didnt make things better. i got really mad at it. i couldnt really be bothered. if you want something that much, you jolly well do it yourself. in my world, ask and you might not be given. it is me to want to give as much as i can, but i like to give on my own and not be bugged to.
everyone is busy. the nature of a singaporean is to be busy. so business is really not a good excuse. like i said, if you want it that much, you do it by yourself. if you really want to go that much. take my place. i cant be bothered.
i dont want to see anyone now. like get out of my sight. i am really really very pissed off. i dont want to go for rehearsal on saturday, neither do i want to go for ye on sunday.
what do you get for trying to be nice - NOTHING. dont do it next time. its called stupidity. mere stupidity.
stay away little twerps.
