shakemysoda

           
What made me do it?
I dont know.

  

And it was two haircuts. 
Twice the cost.
i look like a horse now. 
hahah.

i have always always always loved borders.

I cream everytime 
i fantasize having a room filled 
with every single title from borders.

I used to buy a book once a week.
or at the very least, 
pay a visit downtown to see what's new.
till i entered uni. 
(pretty ironic huh)

so after a good celibate 8 months (?)
i entered the sanctity of borders
on sunday the 14th.

and i had multiple orgasms,
sprayed all over,
getting fits, 
and worse still...
i could not take my hands off.
i caressed more than i could afford.

i left, a happy man.

This week had been quite a slow one. especially with classes ending on friday.
i feel nostalgic, knowing that pple with move on with their lives
esp for those who are getting out of this rut hole.

well, im still a freshman.
technically.
Come next year, i would not be here and it makes me think of how 
different things will be.
Change is big shit, at least to me.

Anyway, i have been surfing online journals and i found a couple of great reads.
And i found blogs of close friends.
i must say its a revelation.
Things like feelings for another person, one's sexual desires and orientation, 
hopes and dreams...
just pours out like "sand in an hourglass". hahah

Hey, dya know I have a friend.
Let's give that person an initial- en. (haha.)
And en reads my blog. 
so this is a shout out for en.
Yahooooooo.

En says my blog is somewhat contrived.
I think it takes time for me to reveal more.
getting used to this whole idea of blogging.
though its my 6th blog. hahah.

I love how today turned out despite the lack of planning. 
It turned out to be a lovely chill out day with my equally dysfunctional neighbours-
Martin (the bitter blue-eyed german) and Ah Jian (the OCD guy).

I woke up at three pm, though we were supposed to do lunch.
Starving and craving for food, we decided to leave for City Hall to grab food food and then to 
the Art Museum to be civilised. I know, !!! three guys at ART Museum? err.

Looking at our reactions to the paintings, i guess we are a far cry from the evolved homosapiens.
Well, to think those two weirdos were more interested in a seismograph sitting quietly at the entrance
rather than the famous Sisters painting.

I must admit looking at the rather (ugly) paintings shook my overstated belief in my oil painting skills. 
I have yet to achieve that level of shock value where the viewers either revel in awe or puke blood.
Or, in the case of Martin to actually poke at a canvas. hahahah. 

It was a Friday, pretending to be a Sunday. 
We spent the evening at Dome. C'est parfait.
Juice magazine rocks lar. So artistically done, i like.

Then off we went to the MarketPlace to get stuff to cook when we got back.
Bagels, milk, eggs, nutella.

       


These crazy boys flipped, tossed, swivelled the pancakes a la crepes.

How the fuck do i get this Livejournal Lj- shit work?
I dont even know how (in this blardy, cynical  world) to i change the template! 
... and i dont know how to tweak the html part here.
Hmm, i guess it will take time to get used to this instead of blogspot. 
OOps, is that blasphemy here. hahah

But im willing to give it a shot.
this is my 5th blog. I hope you dont read too much into it and say that im a failure at relationships too.

WELCOME to shake my soda:)




My current desk top wall paper. awesome isnt it?
Forgot who the photographer was.

I need a lomo. hmm.