Saturday, December 29, 2007
It's 7am and i haven't freaking slept all night!
I'm sooo tired, my body is aching, but i just couldn't get to sleep. So when i finally gave up tossing around in bed (by my lonesome self, if i might add), I got up and started surfing the net.
Considering that I haven't done this in a while, it was nice to just spend some time stalking other people, reading their blogs etc.
some people think blog-reading is pathetic, but i find it very interesting. apart from updating yourself on the happenings in friends' lives, it's always interesting to look at strangers' blogs and try to get an idea of what that person is all about, from his/her writing style.
which makes me wonder, what sort of conclusions do strangers arrive at after reading my own blog? do they think i'm a slut for having no qualms about pre-martial sex (i'm guessing many stuck-up-your-ass s'poreans will think that), a fun slut to know because i have no qualms about pre-martial sex, an intelligent being who every now and then says something remotely witty, a bitch for my attitude towards some things in life, or (god forbid) a young innocent goody-two-shoes (while I've no problems with such people, i have this notion that guai ppl = boring ppl, dun ask me why)?
i get comments every now and then... and lots of weird advertisements for long-lasting erections (i can arrange that on my own, thank you very much)... comments that range from "great blog" to, like one comment i really remember, someone telling me i'm a whore for sleeping with many people such as an older angmoh (i dun recall ever saying i change sex partners like i do my underwear) and that i deserve all the sad periods which occured in my past due to karma.
i dun publish such comments coz well... what's the point really? i'm not about to engage in pointless debates with fuckwits... dun have enough free time on my hands for that. and publishing the good comments just seem arrogant.
but having said that, i do get mad at some of the mean comments at times... coz i think it's wrong to judge someone from your own moral high-ground. if you choose a certain set of morals to live by, good for you. but u dun force others to follow them, it's just plain wrong.
just as i think it's wrong for the gahmen to tell me i gotta work longr coz i can only die after 85. i'll choose to die whenever i want to, god damn it!
anywayz...
sigh.. i wanna go clubbing! i wanna go new asia bar! i've been hearing about it for AGES but have yet to set foot into it. so ulu pandan! all my clubbing clothes are just rotting in my cupboard lor... if i can still fit into them, that is, lol. oh, and st james, i wanna go there too... heard there's good live jazz... and gotham, if they still have the male strip dancers, that is ;)
but it's such a pain to go clubbing... u gotta find people to go with you, you gotta have money in the wallet to go out, and you have to pray very hard that you meet attractive men there instead of the usual bunch of wankers... or at least some good dancers on the dancefloor... sheesh..
ok, i know i'm rambling on... i've started yawning now, so i'm gonna jump into bed and try to get some sleep... i just wish my bloster was a little hard... makes it easier to pretend you've a warm male bod with you in bed :P
I'm sooo tired, my body is aching, but i just couldn't get to sleep. So when i finally gave up tossing around in bed (by my lonesome self, if i might add), I got up and started surfing the net.
Considering that I haven't done this in a while, it was nice to just spend some time stalking other people, reading their blogs etc.
some people think blog-reading is pathetic, but i find it very interesting. apart from updating yourself on the happenings in friends' lives, it's always interesting to look at strangers' blogs and try to get an idea of what that person is all about, from his/her writing style.
which makes me wonder, what sort of conclusions do strangers arrive at after reading my own blog? do they think i'm a slut for having no qualms about pre-martial sex (i'm guessing many stuck-up-your-ass s'poreans will think that), a fun slut to know because i have no qualms about pre-martial sex, an intelligent being who every now and then says something remotely witty, a bitch for my attitude towards some things in life, or (god forbid) a young innocent goody-two-shoes (while I've no problems with such people, i have this notion that guai ppl = boring ppl, dun ask me why)?
i get comments every now and then... and lots of weird advertisements for long-lasting erections (i can arrange that on my own, thank you very much)... comments that range from "great blog" to, like one comment i really remember, someone telling me i'm a whore for sleeping with many people such as an older angmoh (i dun recall ever saying i change sex partners like i do my underwear) and that i deserve all the sad periods which occured in my past due to karma.
i dun publish such comments coz well... what's the point really? i'm not about to engage in pointless debates with fuckwits... dun have enough free time on my hands for that. and publishing the good comments just seem arrogant.
but having said that, i do get mad at some of the mean comments at times... coz i think it's wrong to judge someone from your own moral high-ground. if you choose a certain set of morals to live by, good for you. but u dun force others to follow them, it's just plain wrong.
just as i think it's wrong for the gahmen to tell me i gotta work longr coz i can only die after 85. i'll choose to die whenever i want to, god damn it!
anywayz...
sigh.. i wanna go clubbing! i wanna go new asia bar! i've been hearing about it for AGES but have yet to set foot into it. so ulu pandan! all my clubbing clothes are just rotting in my cupboard lor... if i can still fit into them, that is, lol. oh, and st james, i wanna go there too... heard there's good live jazz... and gotham, if they still have the male strip dancers, that is ;)
but it's such a pain to go clubbing... u gotta find people to go with you, you gotta have money in the wallet to go out, and you have to pray very hard that you meet attractive men there instead of the usual bunch of wankers... or at least some good dancers on the dancefloor... sheesh..
ok, i know i'm rambling on... i've started yawning now, so i'm gonna jump into bed and try to get some sleep... i just wish my bloster was a little hard... makes it easier to pretend you've a warm male bod with you in bed :P
