splitting headache & ear-splitting screams.

i feel bad for the man who swings a super-sized string of beads around his body for money because he does it non-stop and still he never stops smiling.

i'm in one of those moods where there's a crack somewhere in the crevice of my heart and i feel like the world doesn't revolve around me or, worse still, the people around me.

and you know what?

panadol really does work. i always knew it did but i always took it for granted. it's been barely half an hour and my throbbing temple has been numbed.

on a little sad note, today, on the bus, i thought about something so sad, i refuse to put in down in this post because mfft jafuuuut hajada ghannyzadokmuck1overzerototallyrocksandilovetailsteak.

but i assure you, i was a tad sad and this is proof =[

anyhoos, i feel the need to gush about hes-so-pee-in-pants-funny (HSPIPF). here's why.

HSPIPF: cat that looks really good!
cat: don't bluff loh. with you i don't know if it's a joke or if you're serious.
HSPIPF: (earnestly) no no no im serious. it really looks good.
cat: uh huh. ok. fine. thanks.
HSPIPF: yeah. it really does... on the hanger.

HAHAHAHAH fah*toot*ing hell really bluff me one! ok i knoooow im supposed to be insulted/paiseh/act-like-kena-jack. but it was funny ah. and i guess, for someone who has a thick hide of keratin in place of her epidermis, i have rhino-thick skin. so compliments NOT meant for me, i'll take. insults that would usually make a little girl walk away in a huff, i'll also take.

see, i'm so thick-skinned, i ended up talking about my amazing thick-skinnedness rather than gush about HSPIPF.

ok basically he's so funny i might have a little crushy wushy on him that'll definitely disappear if i don't see his face for the next, say, 48 hours or so. BUT OMG LAH, CAAAAAAT.

oh! and and and aaaaaand i am MOTIVATED now bebeh. one person to thank: asshole2007. yeppers. as such, the old cat has regained consciousness after 2.5 years of slumber where, in all honesty, the only think i've learnt so far is the many routes to block 52, 53 and 56. from shit-ah-laaaate routes, to enjoy-the sun-routes, to buy-snacks-before-class routes.

its been a fruitful education. i think that's more important than reveling in the knowledge of market segmentation or stare decisis or even the pseudo-interesting-because-its-pseudo-obscure wasps (as in bees).

here's smth funny i saw on today's life! comic section.

bucky katt: i think, therefore i'm annoyed.
rob: no. you talk therefore you annoy.