yellow yellow?

hey i just figured it wouldn't be possible to sleep so very early. so i've decided to blog again. blogger is irritating, when i put the largest font it would like screw everything up. which is irritating. you would find that i blog in a rather sporadic way. i just type whatever comes to my mind anyway, so i think it's pretty stressful for anyone reading my posts. i read this story today during our reading period. well basically reading period is from 0700hrs to 0800hours on schooldays. yep school starts at 7 for poor me. i usually reach school at 6.57. climbing up three stories takes time. i would reach class at 7.00 usually. first thing i would do is to plonk my 沉重的 bag on my table (cos there would usually be someone at my seat talking/sleeping. i totally don't mind actually. it warms the seat. ) sometimes my english teacher is in class already. sometimes she isn't. alright today she wasn't. i reached class around 7.01. teacher was late. so the first thing i do after putting my toot bag down is to rush over to my locker and take out my pangsai zua4. toilet paper. so after 10 minutes, after i have "black hawk down"-ed, i would return to class to continue with reading. my teacher doesn't mind. going to the toilet is always a very good excuse. not that i am using it as an excuse, but i really go pangsai. then you ask me, why don't pangsai at home? okay. here's why. usually i wake up from (not at) 5.50 to 6.00. from, because at 5.50 my alarm would ring. and i wouldn't hear it 80000000 out of 10000000 times. or 8/10 times. so on these occasions my lazy ass is still on the bed, my sister would enter my room and smack me. ok not smack. but like, smack. my vocab is limited i know. you know, like a lighter smack. ok a tap. slightly harder than a tap. hard tap/light smack. so my sister would tap me hard/smack me lightly and i would wake up. first thing i'd do is well, get up. which i don't really like to do. i dislike getting up from bed as much as i like getting in to bed actually. then i would like bathe brush teeth drink milk eat vitamin take tissue and put inside pocket take breakfast and leave the house. oh ya, and wear watch. put on shoes. i walk and eat on my way to the bus stop. i figured it saves me time. i used to catch the 0614hours 156 bus. now i take the 0629hours 156 bus. oh well.








yay you just wasted your time. if you were smart enough you may have skipped that paragraph of nothingness that stemmed from boliaoness. but then again, if you were really smart you wouldn't even come to my blog. a sheer waste of time would be an understatement. but then again, i've put up a tagboard so that you may remind me of your existence. so perhaps coming here may serve a purpose after all. haha i'm sorry. but again, it defeats the purpose when you leave yourself known as "hello" or "uhmm" after tagging. you waste my time and your time. i have to figure out who you are. you have to figure out what to leave your name as.


haha, i'm just kidding la kevin. if you fall asleep tonight i'm gonna make sure i stomp on you.

and i thought i was the shy one. sure, i've left my name as "anonymous", "your friendly earthling", "your owner", "kered" on tagboards. but at least those were blogs that belonged to people i never knew.

again, i joke i joke, i kid i kid. never did such things. i have better things to do. i.e sleep.

so back to the book i read this morning. okay let me give you a clue. the title has in it the words "nightime", "dog".

okay i forgot the title. oh ya! "the curious incident of the dog in the nightime"??? something to that effect LA. i've heard of it long ago. i knew it was a good book. but i never expected it to be so quirky, so simple. i enjoyed it and i hope to write something to that degree. something really interesting, yet quirky. wait. quirky stuff is interesting. the book delves into the mind of this boy who seems like someone who doesn't feel. someone very logical and a bit autistic. cool stuff la. i like.


well. need to pangsai. bye!