2007-01-28 - 5:01 p.m.
sean: cleared to LEEAND.
oh yeah then we were making fun of the poor fokker 50 pilots [aka sean in the future] like when we're advised of fokker 50s in circuit and stuff.
"taxi after the fokker ahead of you"
"please be adviced of one fokker in circuit"
ahahaha that kinda thing la.
after that i went out with my aunty from australia. holy pancakes. it was so boring. i love her and everything but god, rich people possibly possess the most unexciting and lifeless personalities on earth. somehow i felt that my aunty lacked even the basic communication skills. eg.
me: so what're jt and tj [my cousins, my very pretty cousins. fucking hell why are all my cousins so goodlooking?] doing?
her: oh.. they're working.... and stuff....
me: haha that's cool. do they travel alot?
her: yeah! they do.
me: haha [waits for a longer answer but receives none and so resumes eating black carrot cake without chilli]
*a very strange silence sweeps over newton circus*
me: i've flown 5 solos already! [as you can see, i am desperately trying to lighten up the atmosphere, even force some excitement into it.]
her: oh really?
me: haha yup! [makes the mistake of waiting for, perhaps, some questions of curiosity into my presumably happening life what with flying solos and all.]
*another very strange silence sweeps over newton circus, and begins to stretch into orchard road and beyond*
seriously, i could have prodded her with a spear and i still wouldn't have gotten an appropriate response. joel called me during dinner and i was whining about how bored i was and he LAUGHED. the stupid bald boy laughed at me! wtf right? hope you suffer in ns! aha just kidding.
you know what? this scenario reminds me of the one with my aunty from america last year. ahhh don't wanna talk about it. oh yeah aunty joan's daughter is really pretty too. she's a model la, damn it. and today we were supposed to meet my mum's long-lost cousin from australia whose kids[20 and 21 years old ahahaha] are all supposedly goodlooking as well. thanks alot la, family, don't pass me your genes, just keep rubbing it in.
i liked, having hurt
but long before, having hurt
i'd send the pain below
i'd send the pain below
much like SUFFOCATING
-chevelle
so lay down, the threat is real
when his sight goes red again
seeing red again
seeing red again
they say freak
when you're singled out
the red, well it filters through.....
-chevelle, again
