The Depths Of Shallowness

Drowning, Drowning in Cynicism; Drunk, Drunk with Sentimentality; Down, Down with Love; Dunked, Dunked in Life. Desperate Discourse. Disposable Desires. Dusky Dreams. Delirium. Dignity. Despair. Doubt. Duty. Dewy Days. Divine Divide. Dump Everything that Bothers in The Depths of Defiance. 《我的快樂時代》唱爛 才領悟代價多高昂 不能滿足不敢停站 然後怎樣 All Rights Reserved ©Angeline Ang

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Tempestuous. Intense. Proud. Intellectual. Easily Bored. Consummate Performer. Very Chinese. Very Charming. Fair. Pale. Long, Curly, Black Hair. BA(Hons). Literature. Philosophy. Japanese. Law. Dense in Relationships. Denser in All Else. Brooding. Sceptical. Condescending. Daria Morgendorffer meets Kitiara Uth Matar meets Ally McBeal. Always dreamy, always cynical, always elusive. Struggling writer, artist and student, in that order please.

Monday, July 10, 2006

野百合也有春天

Today, Meihui, Minxiu and I finally had our threesome orgy again. Taking that into account, we have equaled our quota for the past two years, which is to meet once annually. Like I was telling them, it’s surprising how rarely we let our bits hang out, considering how well we do come together. If we ignore the mass gatherings, and the times we go out with each other instead of one another, the last couple of times we formed the scholarly (and therefore unholy) alliance tracked all the way back to 2004 and 2005. Like wah.

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And just for today, I’m gonna take back all the evil and not so nice things I’ve said about Minxiu to his face about why he’s doomed to a life of singlehood. He scored quite a few brownie points with me okay. You know how my baby sister is still an invalid for the time being and I have to do all the stuff I normally put her in charge? One of the pressing things to do is grocery shopping. And so, through

- accompanying me to the crazily packed NTUC in Tampines Mall
- carrying all my groceries
- with one hand somemore hor, don’t pray pray
- thus enabling some veins to pop out
- the other hand holding the umbrella (yes, the skies were pouring)
- driving me home
- taking the groceries from the car and sheltering me with the umbrella
- escorting me all the way to the lift


my friend, whom I have consistently poked fun of and shook my head at, has earned a chop of approval and credit mention on this blog. Okay, now that you have got all the gentlemanly and charmingly pleasing ways pat down, it’ll be great if you can “concede,” and lay off the conceit. Please.

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I love my friends :)

2 Comments:

Blogger cinewhore said...

But I'm always like that what.

*smug, conceited look*

5:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So what did you three do? just groceries shopping? ??

qw

12:11 AM  

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