what do you do when people start to mistake your guy friend as your something-more-than-a-friend?

maybe i've got this look that makes people think that i can't do anything on my own thus, i need a guy. maybe i'm too gullible. maybe it's a guy thing not to care about inconsequential matters (they won't actively do anything to treat the problem). whatever it is, it's annoying as heck.

people start making almost inappropriate comments that can easily be overlooked but seriously, it gets you thinking. "OMG do they think we're together??" and then the moment passes and it's too late to correct the situation. things go back to normal. but not really coz they start giving up their seats so that the both of you can sit together and then they talk amongst themselves purposely leaving you out of the conversation so that the both of you can have some time together and then they start asking you where [insert name of fake boyfriend] is whenever you're spotted without him around. it's almost as if they brought up that mildly inappropriate comment that first time as confirmation and because you ignored it, it's confirmed. "OMG WE'RE NOT TOGETHER!!" you would have loved to scream but then...that's just rude...

so what do you do when the people talking aren't people you know personally? even worse, what if the people talking are people you know whom didn't want to talk to you about it so instead went around spreading suspicions? do you wait for the phase to pass? stop seeing your fake boyfriend? get a real boyfriend?

word of the day: "[Being drunk in the middle of the day] is intoxicating. It's like having a secret."

in remembrance of my dear Bunion.

what a horrible way to go. my little Bunion escaped from his cage this afternoon and got bitten by his housemate, the German Shepherd. though of course this little Bunion of mine was anything but little. s/he grew up to be a huge, growling, biting, unfriendly rabbit that no one dared to go near to.

i wonder what happened. s/he was the sweetest thing during infancy...the cutest thing...the fuzziest thing...not smelly in the least...i just happened to contract a nasty skin fungus from the fur which was why i had to give him/her up after a few months along with Carat, the roommate.

i wish i could've kept them longer...i wish i could've seen Bunion at least one more time before he got taken away from the world.

how does rain make you feel?

halfway through my last class, it started raining. i had parked on that damn hill my college made into a carpark with which i still have undecided feelings about. that damn carpark is situated on a blady hill but yet it appears nearer to my class block than the parking lots on ground level (i wish i could paint a clearer picture but my ability to describe things seem, obviously, lacking).

that damn carpark on a hill is still halfway completed. the ground is made out of sand and these small greyish-white stones that look like granite...is it granite stones? if i'm wrong well, my entire rock vocabulary revolves and, with good reason, should only revolve around precious stones.

anyway, think about how insanely difficult it is to walk on stones...and then think about walking on them wearing heels...and then think about walking on them wearing heels as rain pours down, loosening the sand thus making every step a slippery comedy...

but rain has a weird calming effect once you're out of it. your clothes and hair is still a little damp, your books are all wet and wrinkly now, your shoes are all squeaky against the rubber mat of your car...you turn on the air-conditioning and as you quickly dry, your mood eases...driving in the midst of a thundering rainstorm with melancholic music blasting in the background (or presentground) somehow makes everything you've been worrying about seem insignificant. it's just you, John Mayer, and the long, near-invisible road ahead.


it's a terrifying feeling of mortality but it is that knowledge that our bodies are easily destructible that puts everything into perspective. worries about success, the future, and a hot-bod by August take a backseat as i pull into Centerpoint's chinese hawker place and 'ta pau' the lunch i had planned to skip.

word of the day: the Energizer bunny will die in 20 years

screw that....

how indescribably annoying. i so totally thought that i would at least get into Volvo's The Hunt finals but...sigh...i went through so much trouble! even getting the treasure map from the Volvo dealership was no easy task. the salesmen all just wanted to sell cars! i had to sit through 45 minutes worth of sales pitch before they were willing to hand me the map...and now i want an S40 T5...

aih...anyway, this is my long overdue update so...
my new semester started a few weeks back. everything's going ok for now...two of my language subjects are a great pain! it's so dry...but on a good note, remember my much earlier posts from when i just started up this blog, i was talking bout my writing lecturer who inspired me to produce quality work right? he stopped teaching coz he got promoted to head of creative arts...or something like that. we were all really disappointed at that time...he made a great teacher. imagine my utter surprise when he walked into my Public Speaking class. *grin* little miracles and little joys.

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.:Random thought:.
ever feel like there's just too few days in a week? i do...never would i have thought that i could ever feel that way but i guess life just loves rubbing things in your face. there's just so many things to do and there's so little time. you keep telling yourself that "i'll definitely have the time to do it next week" but you never get around to doing it. then comes the day when you finally realise that it's been 3 weeks and you still haven't worked off that extra piece of cake you had promised yourself that you would, and now you're a fat lump with uncontrollable bingeing urges. and by you, i mean me. aiyah...screw looking hot for Langkawi.