tuesday...

had badminton this morning...

what is badminton you might ask... if you are lame enough for this... read on... if not... skip this paragraph... it's a minimum ton that has gone bad... a ton of what, you might continue to ask... it's a ton of lyrics that wenji*e and frens have introduced to me... a song about the sun... the song might have been educational if not for the fact that the kids play it on loop and it just kinda makes you retarded... listening to it once has already compelled me to write lame-ness like this... so you would understand the effects that it has on people like wen*jie...

well, it seems that God heard the complaint i put up in the last entry... about how i didn't seem to have any dreams or the fact that i dun remember any of them recently... guess what? i remembered last night's dream... of course dreams are usually so out in space that most people would think that it's impossible to happen... of course that's how most people differentiate dreams from real life... of course this refers to most people... most people do not include we*njie... he is not normal... neither is this a w*enjie bashing entry... infact i'm really glad that he is helping me ask who is interested in watching pirates on friday... so thanks, wenji*e...

if you had noticed... i have started to type people's names... actually just w*enjie's name... with asterisks... it's to *ahem protect the privacy of the people i blog about... since this is someone's else's idea, it's only right to attribute the idea to the person... so... we have... derr*ick!!! but it's quite a pain to do this... quite mah fan... so in the end... everyone might become nameless again... but where's the fun in that?!?!?!