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I'm hardly in good cheer so I wanna do this properly.

Good Morrow!~!~!~ I'm cite.

Just.

Yesterday I watched In Good Company. I'm a fan of Topher Grace. I want to marry him.

May doesnt move her fucking mouth when she speaks. She can go be a ventriloquist.

Lemme ask u this: Who's the one person whom u enjoy talking to most in ur entire life?

Who?

The closest answer I can come up with is prolly my Bro. Its not like I can tell him everything I want to. Its not like our talkings are even intellectual conversations. I dun even think we have conversations. But I guess its coz...He knows how I am. And there's no need to prove otherwise. Hence.

Good Morrow!~ Did I say that already? What a perfect day it is. In an imperfect way. This entry is gonna make Jo wait. I'm meeting her in an hour for XLB at Holland V. Somehow there's a distance between me and that place. I've got to close it.

I jus watched Desperate housewives. And it was entertaining. I dun like the murderous part but....I kinda like the the the scandalous part. Those ridiculous things that are really not so ridiculous. If my mum knew enuff english I wonder whether she'd like the show. If I even talked to her I would tell her abt how her desperation is shared among all.

After that the American Idol finalists sang 'He aint heavy, he's my brother'. And it just occurred to me how great the whole concept was. It shall never run out coz as long as people sang, and as long as people listened to music, thats worth commemorating. Long live American Idol!~ Or any Singing Idol contest for that matter.

I was watching this Jacky Wu show on tv. Like a chinese version of Gotcha. Just that it was in this massage parlour and their target - members of this taiwan band 5566. And the actors were carrying such a str8 face throughout the show I was laffing my arse off. Man. I havent laughed at the tv box for quite some time. =) Its always good to know box works. Sometimes I wanna have SCV. I wanna just immerse myself in other pple's life coz its just the way it should be. Your life is made up of other pple's life. And u're a character in mine. You choose ur screen time. Usually ur screen time is much more than mine. Nothing much happens to me. The camera can linger on me forever....

Sometimes I think u can pretend ur acting. Just act your life. Act it. Act it such that its fun for u. So that u make ur screen time worth.

You dunno what I'm saying.

I think I'm emotionally guarded. I think u prolly are too. Yeah. Not you though. Not you.

"We may inhabit families and friendships, experience moments of love even, but ultimately, we all live alone."

That was from May. She was inspired half way when I was babbling. And she wrote u sth. But she aint gonna give it to u.

I miss my lit tutor. But I'm not interested in his coming lecture. Which is also his last. So I am torn. If I attend it, it'd be merely to satisfy whatever curiousity I still have towards him. Not coz of the subject matter of his speech....

What kind of person does that make me.

Oh shit. How is it that I write the good cheer out of me?

A person who writes alot must be emotionally guarded. How else explains why u can't just say what u think? How u cant just forget what u thought? How is it that u must document what u think? Why why why. Is it coz sometimes u think thoughts are just all u have. It's the only thing that truely belongs to u and that u have control over. Yes. U have control over them. They are ur's.

Choose what u think.

What was I saying?

Jo.

I am gonna meet Jo.