A Hate Song For No One

Cow + Vibrator = Milk Shake
+ =

Heh. I’m so clever.

Guess what?

The TV and DVD player didn’t come yesterday because there was no one at home! What? No one at home? I cant believe it! My brother was so pissed that he went to stay at his friend’s place for the night. He was soooo looking forward to playing his PS2 on the new TV.

Eat. Shit. Sleep. TV. Eat. Shit. Sleep. TV



CY and I went shopping for IT’s present last night at Junction 8. We bought a lot of rubbish and so I conclude that J8 is a rubbish shopping mall. There are many “rubbish” shops, lining up one after another. Being rubbish gift buyers that we are, we were naturally tempted.

Crap aside…

I was hit by a bout of nostalgic depression while showering last night. No, not because I saw myself naked. I was transported to a memory of 2 years back…where I thought I would have it all.

Then I thought of work.
Then I thought of him.
Then I felt so weak.
Then I felt so useless for being so weak.
Then I felt used.
Then I felt upset for being used.
Then I shed a tear.
Then I wiped it dry.
Then I stepped out.
Then it came back.

He was a dickhead bastard.
A genuine case of the son-of-a-bitch.
A selfish prick who had no thoughts about others.
A sad loser who unsuccessfully built the world around himself.
A petty, egotistical wanker.
A perverted asshole with a twisted mind.

You’re sick.
But you have a way with words.
But that doesn’t make you any less twisted.
Go to hell.
You make me sick.



I wish could tie you up in my shoes
Make you feel unpretty too
I was told I was beautiful
But what does that mean to you
Look into the mirror who's inside there
The one with the long hair
Same old me again today

My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Everytime I think I'm through
It's because of you
I've tried different ways
But it's all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
I'm just trippin

You can buy your hair if it won't grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make up
That M.A.C. can make
But if you can't look inside you
Find out who am I too
Be in the position to make me feel
So damn unpretty
I'll make you feel unpretty too

Never insecure until I met you
Now I'm bein stupid
I used to be so cute to me
Just a little bit skinny (Mona: Ok change that)
Why do I look to all these things
To keep you happy
Maybe get rid of you
And then I'll get back to me

My outsides look cool
My insides are blue
Everytime I think I'm through
It's because of you
I've tried different ways
But it's all the same
At the end of the day
I have myself to blame
Me, I'm trippin

You can buy your hair if it won't grow
You can fix your nose if he says so
You can buy all the make up
That M.A.C. can make
But if you can't look inside you
Find out who am I too
Be in the position to make me feel
So damn unpretty
I'll make you feel unpretty too - Unpretty, TLC

My sentiments exactly.
Ok. Now that I’ve gotten rid of you, it’s time I get back to me.



Awrite…gonna leave the office after lunch. Need to go to Northbrooks Sec to get some pictures for my book. Not going to come back to this rat lab so hooray for Wednesday!

Damn I'm hungry.

P/S: CY, your durians tasted so out-of-this-world!

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