do you think you really really know me?
do you think you know me more than what you tell me about yourself?
do you talk more than you listen?
or do you only hear what i speak?
and if you have no idea what happened during the recess week, i hope you're not considering yourself anything more than a mere acquaintance. it would be an insult otherwise.
now, strange but true, these days the only people i see/speak to are jansen, jilun, boonie, and mum. the same people on my last 10 'dialled calls'. it's either FYP, electives, hostel woes, donuts, dinner, or just plain sian-ness.
fill in the blanks:
in the night, I:
in the morning, i wake up to:
these days, i spend the greater part of the day:
i can't stop eating:
i am trying to:
i have:
i am looking forward to:
i want:
i need:
i hate:
i despice:
i dread:
i must:
i lead:
send to speak2myhand@gmail.com
if you get none right, you get one oreo cookie. good effort.
if you get less than half right, you get two pepperidge cookies. nice try.
if you get more than half right, you get godiva chocolate. you're a good pal.
if you get all right, you can take all my clothes, bags, shoes, and my satin blankie. but then again, it is impossible.
no matter who you are, do this when you're bored.
entertain me.
i don't bite.
i yell.
you can yell back if you're more right than me.
=)
half of the world is at zouk today.
and i'm already one foot in my own grave.
do this if you're gonna miss me when i die.
(and bobulu just promised me unglam peeks of silly people puking and drunk HEHE)