err... first let me settle the many tags in my tagboard yar...

man: Hey deep brooding char with a mysterious painful past, hand me your story so i can turn it into a manga and have loads of fan girls falling over you. Besides i can earn big bucks.

numero uno... i think me as a skinny, probably scantily clad manga character with weird, probably bright, secondary coloured hair would be more nightmare than idol material... so there...
number two... i do not want hordes of screaming fan girls falling over me... now i know that's rather a tall order given my dashing good looks and natural charm and wit...
but still...

ok... lets see now...

knk: reading entries is one thing. reading '...' punctuated ramblings is another. you really need structure man.

well... thanks for the advice... you know... cos i really wanted to do this... but i don't think so now... yar... i think i'll do as you say and just not do it...
oh do what you say...?

this...
hmm...
hmm again...
*rambling around without any structure*
rambles... clockwise now...
now the other way around...
rambles...
...
...

sorry lar yar... i've done enough organised writing in history, lit and econs that i think i deserve a break from it...
let my muses flow freely... see them flying round the place now...?
but on a less crazy note... i'm really sorry if this is giving you a headache but i really need this space to air my thoughts... serve as my Pensieve so to speak...
you know... be me...

and now the long long one from You-Know-Who...
actually you may Not-Know-Who but that's besides the point... just skip this in that case...

yes... i know it means a lot... and i'm really honoured that you want me to go see you perform... but i really can't skip practice now can i...? you know yourself the deplorable state they're in...
sorry again...
anyways... why don't you settle for a life less ordinary and like do theatre in singapore...? be a starving artist... mime on the streets... or paint yourself silver and stand stock-still in orchard... i dunno...
i'll probably pop by once in a while and drop a few coins in...
who cares if you can't earn enough to feed yourself...? live off your dreams man...
haha...

ok... now stop skipping...and put away those ropes...
this ain't no playground...

bwahaha... i remember when MOE tried to promote skipping in schools... i was in p4 i think...
what the heck were they thinking... the only thing it gave me was whip marks cross my shin...
and don't say it's my fault cos i don't have arm-leg coordination...
it's not me fault i was born with long legs... sigh... the curse of beauty...

ok... i think i'm not welcome now...
you may all go retch now while i go to bed...
'night...