speed does not equal precision.

people. always wanting more. more time, more money, more energy, more youth, more space.

relationships. whatever happened to unconditional loving, i'd like to know. you complain a person neglects you, so you want out of a marriage. when the man starts trying, you find the sudden change too disturbing. when you get used to it, you say he's fucked up for waiting this long to love you. you hate him now, and he hates you for not appreciating anything he does for you presently. then again, how could you? he took five years away from you, and when you needed him most, he was nowhere close.

what about jobs? how your pay is never justified, how your time is wasted. she says she doesn't love you anymore, and you convieniently use your heartache to break away from that monotonous job you already hate. do you not understand that this is not going to win her back?

dispassionate,
dissatisfied,
disgruntled.

why? why no one sees the little beautiful things in life, fail to notice just how much they really do have, is beyond me.

i choose to be the bystander of all this drama while all the rest of you have chosen to be participants of this "i own your ass in -" rat race. exactly what everyone's trying to best each other at, or prove to the world, i have no interest in knowing.

because if it's so hard to find your way,
why don't you just
GET LOST?

BATTLE OF THE SEXES.

OVER CAKE.

this is no fucking joke.

on monday, the first of february, 1900 hours, douglas tseng and i will be eating ourselves to death at ps cafe, dempsey, as we attempt this amazing feat.

(first to consume the monster wins 50 bucks.)

i repeat, this is the double chocolate fucking blackout cake and this is definitely no fucking joke.

be there or be square.

off and on days.

last few months have been harrowing, and ive not been meeting everyone as much as i'd like to. all my time has been consumed by work, and i hardly have the strength to do anything properly on my off days. however, sometimes when i push myself into doing things and it eventually proves it worthwhile.

like dougie and i on saturday. :D (a very wtf moment it was!)

or like cheek and i last night. but the only thing that made it worthwhile was the incredible single malt whiskey that we drank. HAHAA KIDDING LUHH I LOVE YOU FOR WHO YOU ARE.

i need more time to chill like this with my friends, family, girlfr.

24 hours are not enough, yes?

p.s.: scandal i miss you like a peeing drunk dude. we'll hang soon okayy!