i have got no words. what i have been doing the past few days was trying to come up with something, anything to just fill up the void that was empty for days. a week actually. but no, nothing. i was left speechless. the world has been spared. right.
okay, what happened over the uneventful week. okay, been driving along fine. driving along in my toyota yaris. it's not something so great. i'll probably talk about it and other stuff some other time. almost met with an accident once, but luckily i had quick reflexes and put it to use by stepping hard on the brake. ahhh, it was nice the feeling of having your entire body jerk forward. kinda like a cheap roller-coaster. except for the screaming girl in the back and a possible situation of your friend in the passenger seat vomiting all over your mr men t-shirt.
anyway, it has been raining quite alot this few days. finding it quite hard to actually get the chance to lace up and start running out. it's annoying when you're running in the rain and those raindrops drip down from your scalp right down your forehead and into and around your eyes and you'll look pathetic trying to wipe them off every 3 odd seconds. it's like an old man who's losing his eyesight and can't believe it. yeah, and wearing shades doesn't help. lest you be wearing those eye-hugging ones or goggles. goggles, yeah, fashion statement.
tomorrow's astons. i dunno why i'm so looking forward to astons. is it the damn pasta salad that gets to me everytime? mind you, that's probably the best side in that little steakhouse. or is the meat? it's not perfect, but it's delicious. something you can put in your mouth everyday. of course, i'd rather the pasta salad. or is it the meat. no, pasta salad. and it's not so expensive either. but you've gotta wait. and wait a long time at that. cause lunch time and dinner time, it's like the whole singapore is congregating at aston's just for the sake of stuffing $8 steaks in our mouths in a crummy little place. com'on the place isn't that gorgeous. it's something like you see in a normal coffeeshop place. staff loudly declaring a change of table. you find yourself an inch away from the next table, and occasionally, you'll just knock into the other person even if you're careful. but at least the food comes within an acceptable time. within 10 mins. and i always seem to have a good time there. not much of a complain though.
holidays are really crummy. especially if you've got no job. no intention of taking up a course, maybe a cookery class or a knitting class. no special someone to call onto. sure, you could go over to craigslist and find somebody willing to be an escort, but why waste 200 bucks when you could just entertain yourself for free? wait, what am i talking about? but seriously, i should learn to do something productive with my next holidays. like maybe get the car, drive it to malacca and check out the seafood and red light district there. i'd like a holiday where i'm able to treat myself with something that'll squeeze me in the pants gleefully. at least then i will say, "damn, now that's what i call a holiday" if not, then what you have is a very long off day.