monkeycrap's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- change. the only constant. Well. School's started for 2 days now. Everyone's going into how tumultuous the next term's gonna be, how stressful it's gonna be, how emotionally nerve wrecking it'll be. As much as i wanna think that all this talk is superficial gobbledegook, and i still do, to a certain extent, truth is that reality bites. And boy does it bite hard. So, i sat down(in the toilet) and did some planning. I plan to go through this term with the mental intensity not unlike that of pro-wrestler kurt angle, balanced out with the attitude of crush, the sea turtle from the movie finding nemo. I'm not one to talk about dreams. But I had this really weird dream 2 nights ago. Dreamt that i was locked behind bars, for dunno what reason. Considering that i'm such a law-abiding citizen, must be for something i didn't do. Anyway, point is, after i was released, guess who was waiting for me at the gate? Nope, it wasn't a talking pikachu. It was all of you. Yeah, all of you reading this blog. Not the blog hoppers though. I guess something's trying to tell me that i've made really good friends in the course of this lifetime. Either that, or that i'll go to jail soon for downloading music off the net. But can't be what, i've already deleted my kazaa. Was on the way back home, in the mrt. This person, for i don't know what reason, was playing around with his handphone ringtones. Nope nothing wrong, except for the fact that his volume was on level 5 and that he kept listening to that same ringtone over and over and over again. And it was one of those custom built in nokia tunes. Everyone was irritated man. There's a threshold of how many times one can listen to 'waltzing matilda' played on a nokia phone. I felt like taking the handphone and using it to irradiate his guinness. Is it so hard to turn the volume down? That goes for concerts too. Every single concert that i've been to, there's bound to be a handphone going off somewhere. Do these people do it for attention, or is it that they've left their intellect in papua new guinea? Maybe they should publish a step by step guide on how to switch the handphone to silent mode. 1st step, pick phone up. 2nd step, smack your face with it. Something like that. Ok whatever. Bye. 10:50 p.m. - 2003-09-16 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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