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“Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.”
I live for the moment, the here and now.
I hope to always capture those faultless, picture-perfect moments in
this space so that I won't forget how hard I smiled, how much I loved
and knowing that the memories would never fade away.
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date/time Tuesday, March 25, 2008,2:30 PM
Enmeshed in the happy vibe.
One that i could remember clearly and far
from his usual dirty vulgar kinds was this.
Kumar: My friend just got into an accident
and he suffered from brain injury so the doctor
suggested brain transplant.
i asked him much will it be.
Doctor: Oh that depends, for now i got two brains for you.
Singapore brain and Malaysian brain.
Kumar: Oh got such thing one ah.
So how much for a Singapore brain?
Doctor: $300.
Kumar: What? Why so cheap??
Doctor: Because Singaporeans think too much,
half of the brain is damaged already.
Kumar: Oh ya, quite true ahh..then how much for a Malaysian brain?
Doctor: $3000.
Kumar: HAH?? why so expensive??
Doctor: Because never use.
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Indian friend to Kumar: Eh Kumar, i really like it when you
criticize the Chinese to the extreme just now.
Kumar: -blank stare- Didn't you hear the part about the Indians?
(maybe he was drinking at that time.)
Kumar: I also criticize Malays, but they always don't get it.
(referring to the mats in the front when everyone was laughing they
were looking at each other trying to get the joke.)
Kumar: Ok i give you two more seconds.
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Crap, he's like the best drag queen Singapore's gotta have or what.
his tongue in cheek demeanor, his crotch high slit dresses,
his cheeky cheeky eyes when there's angmohs around,
his love stories in orchard towers. his ultra dirty racist jokes.
his hatred for the government and the old man.
oh my everything about him is anything but ordinary.
splendid way to start the week.
FINALLY my pay is in and
FINALLY its tuesday!
i have been mad for the past 4 days,
wasting money im not supposed to touch,
going to town like as though i have money.
dressing up, putting too much mascara,
FOR WHAT? to waste more money and time.
now, now.
im supposed to be packing.
mini sleepover at hana's house later,
think manicure, facials, waxing and massages
in preparation for pattaya! i don't think we
would even sleep a wink.
at 3am, we'll be whisked off to the airport
and presto! bye bye singapore, hello thailand's he/she!
:)
toodles lovelies.
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