amour amour

Sunday, December 12, 2004

- 3:46 pm

it done been a long time since i last posted so aight - here we go.
oh yeah - liverpool faces watford in the semis!

i just came back from bali. its like nice to be back in singapore - the park, hulinshuminkat, msn, goin out with people, everythin about it. like you dont realise how much you miss it until your gone, and how mindless fun can get until the 'o' levels come crashin down like the hindenburg, in flames, massive,like totally whack. anyway yeah - the year is like endin so i gonna sum what been up and all down here. its been great - specially sing to the dawn.

A is for akesh (me lah!), aishwarya rai, and angelina jolie. its also for a maths, the only subject i excel in (yeah right). a for adidas like my old boots, and a is for all sorts of other good things. nuff said. and why not give a to the bitches at AC Milan while we're at it?

B will be for bowling, which i really suck at, and proved to be so when i played with hulinshuminkat. its also for bling and bobby robson, the poor chap who got fired. lets not forget beckham! with his ratty new hairstyle. its also for break, one of the plays i wrote - and burnt, one which was particularly meaningful because it meant a lot to me, and had a lot about someone else. like the person whose name was written in blood on page 13. i dont know how i wrote it? but i did. and i wont ever do it again - took me too many places i never wanna see ever again. b is also for bubble gum, cos i smuggled like three boxes into singapore for hulinshuminkat. and hey! why not bali too??

C is dedicated to carlito carribean cool for his really whack phrase 'i spit in the face of people who arent cool!' which dipak and i had a lotta fun with, and for colin, my chubby tubby (okay lah. morbidly obese. minus a little. maybe a lot?) soccer playing friend who still thinks he can wow girls by being loud and using a lot of hokkien vulgarities. ah heck, you try colindosamy! you try. no lah. i known him since he was like small. hes cool, like one of my better friends - cos i known him for so long. one of the reliable guys who'll be there for you through like thick and thin. cheers man. its also for caroline from that roses song. just for the song. lets also give it to camouflage lingerie like what ramya suggested (rock on ramya!).

D is for dolphin, cos theyre rlly nice animals, dalvey, my cousin sister, and most importantly, debauchery. very very important. D goes to the darkness who'll forever be special to me for all their songs, and everything every one of them meant at the time i got em. D is also for the dot in think.dot.ri and for my newest sorella, dhanishta whose been hit on by some clown name prabhu. sad, sad name. reminds me of potato for whatever reason.

E is for engel, that rammstein song, and another sorella, elena (stay strong girl!) and ear piercings as contemplated by hulz and moi. its for that stupid album elephuck (oh wait! elephunk.) and enigmas. and while were at it - why not add e math? another 'specialty' of mine. also, its for eifersucht, which just sounds really nice, and is another rammstein song. its also for exclamation marks (many of which your about to see)

F is for fuck!, frichen!! and fickt!!!. along with feuer frei!, and figo, whos still to me the most good lookin footballer. no i am not a fag. f is for the frappuchinos at starbucks, and f is for many other things, but lets go on.

G is for german, golly! and gazundheit! g is for goodness gracious me! and graduation. g is for ginger, which is an important spice. gee.

H is for my best friend (its no longer ramya. ramya became a goddess and so transcended friendship. she is now to be worshipped and wondered at from afar. blessed are those who are given the permission to touch the symbol of her power, which is occasionally thrown at stage people who arent sufficiently funny. hail ramya, goddess of everything rebellious, and in a sexy way too.). anyway, H is for my best friend Hulin, whos there for me like 24-7 and likewise. its for the whassup brudders, which is who we are, cos hulins like the best. hulins like totally there. i wont write it down here cos if i did - thisd go too long so i leave it here - H is devoted solely to hulin - so there.

so here we stop a while for your minds to thaw, and for those of you who dont know what it is cos you been sittin there at your com the whole day, haul your fat melanomic vitamin D deficient self off that computer chair and through the door to that place you dint know existed, a little place we like to call 'outside' where you get to be exposed to the 'sun'. play some sports maybe. i dunno.

anyway,

this break has been sponsored by heineken. go grab your beer now.

madrid 3 - 0 roma
liverpool 3 - 1 olmpiakos

how sweet does it get?

ich will das sier mich gut sehen

anyway we all been playin a lot of soccer recently, and i been spendin my evenings and mornings usually looking at a star, and some times its so close its as if i could hug it. its a really beautiful star and whoamagosh! i done fallen in love with a pretty pretty star.

on a totally unrelated note, mansheel been scoring goals all over the place, and done scored more than cloud (HAHA GRACE) and
pretty warm (ttd be rachel) and gaymal (jamal da) put together. sweet. and of course, colin done come back from church camp so we all realise now that THE BITCH IS BACK. jamal wants to build a shrine to grace cos apparently she quietens colin down. colin da who of course uses big words dae, to sound like a man. big loud words like tamade. nevermind la. small boy only.

yeay! ramya approves of somebody.
gosh. and so does amogh.

heir kompt die sonne

amogh says:
you know.
amogh says:
even if you get 6 for Os.
amogh says:
dun come RJ
amogh says:
its shit.

grace and rachel, aside from being the didactic duo gossip squad, are badd. they stole a number of sticks of satay from this party as us three were like laughing about our mad adventures, and saw this guy bein taken off in an ambulance as we, busybodies that we are went to investigate la. they shall henceforth be referred to as the satay sistahs.

so anyway lets continue? i think i left off at I.

I is for internazionale, also known as inter milan, idiosyncracies and indians. yeay. I. on another interesting note, there is no I in team, but both an I and a Me in media. Its also for Imran who wanted a flower for a flower, and got told by amanda zain that love was blind, but she was not.

J is for jejunum which was really boring, jeans - like that nice pair you left in, and jamal, who is referred to as gaymal. jamal who is away at hockey camp at this time and convinced that all the RI guys call each other mike. i really hope not? cos thats faggot - like behaviour.

Kis for Kat, my fairy godsister #2 who done lotsa things with me and hulin and shumin, and kalpana who was bao during sing to the dawn. K is also for Kolin and the KuKluxKlan, a delightful little outfit which was abolished some time ago. bitches.

L is for lam. maxine lam, my sistah who thinks a's a bitch, much like i do. yeah for us man. L is also for Lhasa, which sounds like laksa, and for luis figo (who looks good. really!) and for luis ronaldo.

M is for Mansheel, with the beautiful eyes, Mansh with the beautiful personality, and Munch with the beautiful everything else. M is reserved just for them. they know why.

so we'll stop here first? and carry on some other time.

its only been one day, and i miss you so much already.