who've you been riding in the hood with??

baby it's not what you think. say what?

a couple of drinks led to some things... uh-huh...

i'm not sure how to tell you this. wow.

this is bullshit man. think i'm done for good. i guess it's an 'easier said than done' kinda thing.

tarzan met jane one day

and jane met janet and moved away

and left tarzan with nobody, so he plays all day..

buy!

the brand new repackaged version of rent. it's all rent i swear. nothing we have is truly ours... because we never learned to buy. we buy to keep paying monthly charges...

hmm, sounds like.. rent! what to do? the whole island's one gigantic leasehold.

so yes, whatever you do, always keep enough money for yourself...

so you can die someplace warm.

tedo awas!

seriously. never knew sleeping could be so deadly. somehow messed my neck up real good whilst.. sleeping. wish i could say doing something extreme like dirt jumping. but nooo. sleeping did me in... i was incapacitated for 3 days. something was really outta place. and of all days it had to be on saturday, when the godfather is closed. so i 'endure' (lun) till sunday to join the rest of the freak show. neck's still kinda kinky.. sneezing is still really painful. reckon i'll have to work out the kinks before i fly off.. 'cos shitty joints suck in cold weather.

i'm guessing this episode is because of the lack of exercise. don't ask me since when i became such a health freak.. but i'm thinking it's the result of too many late nights typing dissertations, which, btw, is going painfully (more painful than the neck) slow. thinking of deserting the bloody thing and perhaps start on my SS. never was a good contextualiar... hah.

arghhh i wanna hit the bike trail!! bloody neck, and sch work.

esp when i get pics like these from last week. props to yuan shuai for the pics.

eat my shorts!

and after that i hope you choke on the bad stitch-work!

ok.. that was a bit harsh. i somehow have the tendency to bite the hand that feeds. anyways, what is up with all these hang-ups/complexes/bias/whateveryourmightcallit?

why is it that when it comes to technical stuff, only guys are taken seriously?

and when you wanna buy drinks, girls get priority? free entry? and then of course there's just the plain irrational, like girls can't drive. (i know some can't. but what about the rest?)

and who on earth decreed that it be set into stone that guys gotta open doors for girls? and what about the killing of bugs/lizards/gross stuff ? (i don't have a problem with that but there seem to be a glaring lack of explanation) how is it that guys by default got first dibs in stuff like that?

why is it that we never ask these kind of questions? instead we go for the 'intellectual stuff'

what hypothesis are you trying to prove? where is the innovation?

because somethings will never be made known, to protect idiots who go around blabbing their mouths off.