i'd always thought i'd react better to a poem written for me.

i have no idea what to blog. the delicate balance between what is my own fuckin' business and the other stuff is a circus trick that boggles my mind.
okay, it's me being lazy.

here's a shout out to my ever so persistent reader. yes, singular. my determined blogging mentor,




why the fuck is this so small?!


HELLO FIFI!
ignore the incredibly loud top that i am wearing. it almost glows in the dark. which is really helpful in my closet full of black, black, black and BLACK tops. fashion rut, anybody?
i call it slutty in the jungle.


fana brought up an interesting issue today.

can vegetarians eat animal crackers? or gummy bears or hello panda for that matter???

i reckon that it's a secret indulgence/deflection for them.

hello little fellow. what big feet you have. oooh, sorry there it goes. i wonder if you're really this chewy. does panda taste chocolatey? i'm not missing out on much then anyway right?

i'd always assumed that it was against their principles, until our hot debate on it eariler on msn. which happens to be a god sent for franticbusy friends, to remember why they completely adore each other.

i'm afraid of the prayer wheel my mom brought home last year. i came home to find that nosey woman in a fluster, because she'd pulled out the extremely thin sheet of prayer inscriptions to try to read (it was in arabic, or something equally unreadable to her) and it'd unravelled on its own. i didn't help much when i laughed and said that she'd better be careful, otherwise rolling it up the wrong way may curse us everytime she gives it a whirl. sort of like backmasking, wouldn't you agree? after various degrees of minor hilarity, we held it up, as still as we could, to see which direction it curled towards, then rolled it up and stuffed it back in. my smarty-pants idea! :)

we are on this topic because that little thing is sitting on the cupboard in front of me. i hope it understands the principle of good intentions.

to tie up this shit-for-brains entry that barely masks the fact that i'm typing in absolute nonsense, let's return to the subject of "it's hard to blog". what do i blog about? well i do know what i will NOT post..ah, make a list!


WHAT I WILL NEVER POST, THESE BEING THE THINGS I USED TO SHIT MYSELF LAUGHING OVER. (and we really should make miho look better then a hypocrite.)

1. questionnaires
"...how many times a week do you brush your teeth? or think about sex?"
erm?! i'd pass, thanks.

2. a list of things i want for my birthday.
really, no reasons needed. unless richard gere drops by my blog-of-2-posts. now
3, i guess. ask me. i'd take a leaf of out fay's book and tell you. (HEY FAYEE!)

3. cutsy pictures of me
'cause i don't have any. ruins my reputation as a "my ho".

4. in chinese
easy resolution to keep. han yu pin yin counts too. no offence, its only because of
my preprostrous standard at it. many can attest.

5. multiple online test results
unless it's freakin' rad.

Please note, this is not a sign of contempt for people who do the above. really.

...well except for number 3. and 5. oh and 2 too.
okay, everything but number 4, because i fully acknowledge that number 4 is on the list only because i'm bitter.


it's been a lovely and grammatically-hideous entry everyone. no head nor tail to it, loads of meandering, smeared my image even more and the blog would probably break one of the rules on the list for fun in the future. try not to take me too seriously darlings.