i think i was pms-ing. mebbe i still am. but i feel a lot better now than i was last night.
afta chem paper, which i inevitably screwed, me, nadia, ferlyn, yati and kannan headed to town for lunch. me and nad bought inedible foodstuffs from the carrot cake stall. the food looked suspicious but i ate more than half niways. nad lost her appetite and poured the foul-smelling chilli sauce all over her kuey teow before saying,"oops cannot eat already" lol.
we spent the next half hour or so discussing sex while reading Her World magazine. its weird to think that singaporeans have sex lives. o_O. cannot imagine those husbands and wives getting jiggy wit the horizontal boogie. kul. sounds like a rhyme. *lets get jiggie wiggie down wit the horizontal boogie.* [horizontal boogie: sex.] discussed hell, resurrection, afterlife and all the scary things you wouldnt wanna think about. we headed to HMV after that. basically went round the place listening to everything we cud. yellowcard's album rocks. so does the vines's, and breaking benjamin's. nad and i jammed wit our air-guitars and invisible drums while listening to breaking benjamin. they sound like a mix of LP and Papa Roach.
i checked out the casualties and punk-o-rama. okay laa. but not relli a fan of any of the songs. we heard this relli weird song called dog on sidewalk and it was like techno tak jadik. lol. and another one called punk rock academy. it was anything but punk. it sounded so bloody pop... no comments.
after looking at all the nice album covers and getting ideas for new blog templates, we headed on home and on the train met mat skudai. wahahaakz. he was sum dude who looked like he borrowed sum cheapo wig and wore a hairband to kip it in place. rambot curly plak tu. the worst thing was he had chest hair and proudly showed it off. man. thank god no taps.
