Because I don't like disorder and chaos, I have, with much agitation, removed the bit in my 3 February 2006. So there you go! All joy and merry again.
February 14. I hate the hype it carries. Eh please eh, I read an article in The Straits Times on Saturday and can't help but agree that in Singapore, love is dead for the rest of the 364 days. The fuss and the money spent on Valentines Day. And I'm not saying this because I don't have a date tomorrow. Truth be told, I don't give a rat's tail. And Ley agrees with me.
Love is overrated. I hate Love. I love to hate Love. Cupid can go and strike his arrow somewhere else for all I care. Preferably at that someone who lives at Simei St 1. I don't give a shit. Haha I sound like I'm in so much angst. But I'm not. I'm just sad that I've lost that heady, spine-tingling, toe-curling innocent feeling when I'm in love.
For those of you in love, well... Good for you. Although it's sometimes hard to distinguish the difference between love and infatuation, I hope you cherish the moments.
So tomorrow, I'm going to go home straight after work, no stopovers, thank you very much.
Tomorrow, I'm walking with my eyes blindfolded. If I see more than 3 couples with lovey-dovey smiles and stars in their eyes, I'm gonna pull out my short hair and scream all the way home.
Shit!
Fallen by Lauren Wood is playing on radio now! I LOVE that song!
Fuck you, understand.
the enigma was spotted at 13:55