I'm gonna start this entry off with some humour... okay... some weirdo msged me on icq, asking if i really lived in Singapore coz he needed some idea on what to do when he comes here on his 2 day honeymoon trip.. so yeah... told him all he needed to know and then i was telling crystle abt the egyptian. yes. the weirdo is from cairo. ahaha.. so that babe came up with tonnes of questions for me to ask like, is egypt filled with pyramids, is gold cheaper there and she even wanted me to ask if it was dusty and sandy. wtf?! so we satisfied our curiousity. For all you ppl out there who want to find out more abt The Land Of The Mummified, according to that guy, gold is indeed cheaper there as compared to the rest of Europe, and the pyramids are still there. To top that off, crystle, the ppl who seal the pyramids DON'T die with the dead ruler. muahahah.... i bet i must have sounded like some fucktard imbecile person. She told me to tell the egyptian i'm from cjc and that'll explain everything... RIGHT
And then... we started talking abt how he can actually be a psycho coz he wanted to get me a souvenier from Cairo and that would mean he wanted to meet up. Hell no... hahaha.. i actually considered asking him to bring a mummy back for me. x) crystle had the worst idea ever. Asking him to go visit sentosa, where there's sand and he can build his damn pyramids so he'll feel like home. Oh... and a fan should be present to cook up a sand storm.... muahahahhah... that's the funniest shite ever babe!!!! what's up with your corniness?! That guy was promoting his homeland like he was desperately trying to sell a property. Figures... he's a Professional Marketing Counsultant. Fact or Fiction? I can't be bothered. I'm gonna make use of that guy to increase my knowledge of Egypt, and then, i'm gonna put him on my ignore list. *sniggers*
Okay. Jokes aside... I'm actually feeling kinda melancholic. This depression of mine, has been going on and on for i dunno how long... it's not continuous, but the feeling of glee only lasts about 1 week at most, and something has to happen and there i go again. Back to square one... Do you think my condition is serious enough to go pay a visit to the shrink? Perhaps some medication would help to stabilise my condition. Or maybe, my heart and soul just needs a little TLC, from the right person that is... maybe that's the PERFECT remedy~ bah.... i can so fuckin dream on man....
Sometimes, living in denial would actually be blissful. Look at it this way. You choose what you want to believe in and block out the rest. Wouldn't you be a much more happier person? But then again, there's always the case whereby not facing up to reality would actually cause you to have some adverse effect. Ok.. i just realised i'm not making any sense of what i'm saying... BUT, if given a choice, i rather be oblivion. esp when it comes to YOU

*Any way to obliterate my memory of you?