wall-e.

the most romantic cartoon ever. where the only words spoken between lovers are directive, eva, and wall-e.

gifts and curses.

it's hard to find good help now nowadays. like it is to find sidekicks, and people who you can trust. even harder, is finding people who trust YOU.

humanity in people were supposed to be a gift. but somehow, intelligence has changed us, greed has us choked. we are no longer as innocent as we were created to be.

i have become so selfish, so wanting. why am i always thirsty? this hunger for attention, time and the other usual suspects never fails to put me in a ridiculous position where i have to choose between what is really important and what i want. usually i give in to my desires, rather than make the sensible decision. fully aware that the appetite is an insatiable one, WHY THE HELL WOULD I DO THAT?

"to err is human,
to forgive, divine."

so the question is this.

is human nature what we were,
or what we've BECOME?

if you didn't know my lines.

absence of posts here have gone unnoticed, as usual, however - apologies, nonetheless. days of late, or rather, nights, have been filled with alcohol, mahjong, movies, chatter and uhm, flexibility(teehee.).

catching up with old friends has always been a pleasure, but rediscovering them never fails to make my day. thursday night was a blast. had dinner with half the the jukies/ momo's. CW's auntie-ness, i realised, i will never get sick of laughing at, no matter what my age.

i mean,
who the HELL
takes out
a fucking CALCULATOR
when the bill comes?

forgot what happened over the weekend, so i'll skip to tuesday.

chips with the clique with a fresh wave of old tension was as unpleasant as always. it's been a long time since i've seen mervy's face so black. nige and i were bitching as per norm, of course, but it really didn't feel the same. numbers dwindled as the night dragged, and mervyn went back to being his usual slutty self after "the thing that the wind blew in" left. finally came bestest and rosy, hours behind schedule but it was still awesome.

eventually, everyone died somewhere, and the three musketeers (nikki, rosy and i.) cabbed back to my place, where we continued to get high on limited edition black label. rosy and i had a heart-to-heart, while bestest had a nap. they left soon after, and i was fucking DEAD to the world.

girlfr didn't even notice,
she was having a 12-hour date with her MJ TILES.

(humph.)

slept almost all the way through yesterday, and woke up at 11 fucking pm. felt like a cheebye because i couldn't move without pain. called rosy to apologise.

yes, rosanne lee my newly turned bisexual best friend is probably in australia by now, checking out her new home. an "I'M SORRY LUHH. :(" goes out to her today, because i was not there to send her off last night. :[

woke up this morning to find that girlfr has won $450 from her mahjong session last night, and i'm impressed but still sick. god i hope my fever goes down soon. i really want to go out and watch "OBSESSED" with her. :]