was just wondering out of utter randomness, including the fact that in the last 7 hours i've done nothing but eat, swallow like, 5 pills and then sleep. it's quite an irritating routine to notice, what would actually happen if this virus isn't just some normal flu? what if it's like psychological problem? shit, i don't want to be put under some weird rehabilitation program. or what if it's a bloody big medical condition and i'm given a time quota of how long more i can live? shit, i don't want to die! then again, maybe dying would be a good thing to all of you out there who supremely hate my guts, much as i try to be nice to you, you give me another reason why i shouldn't even bother. ah well, the bible says that we should forgive our brother seventy times seven times over. well i hope i get forgiven sometime soon too. though i don't even know what the hell i did to make them pissed off with me. ah well. i'm glad i managed to reconcile with oliver though, and yustynn too. though now i don't actually talk to them that much.
i bought a notebook the other day. plan on using it for writing my random thoughts and one liners so that i won't forget it. i think it's really quite fun to write a lot of random shizz. i can't doodle, but i always have some peculiar phrase in my head so this should help. considering that i need to come up with my portfolio for the goh sin tub literary award and also for mrs cheng to mark and see whether or not my language skills are really even all that great. i mean you can have a flare for writing, but when it comes down to it, your language skills count the most right?
ok i just realised i have been rambling for a really long time and i should stop now. surprisingly enough, this has only taken me 2 full minutes to type out. coolios. maybe my typing skills have become totally awesome and i can now type like at god speed. WHOOSH.
[i apologise for the extreme randomness. medicine that makes you drowsy does things to you. fuzzy vision sensitive to light and the constant feeling like you're floating on a cloud because the medicine's trying to make you sleep and whatever else it does. bleah.]
sometimes, maybe there is some sense in solidarity
signing off,
julian hallems.lalalalallalalalalallaldeedaldladadada HAHAHAHAHHA. i'm delirious.
