why on earth do we need 2 words that actually has the same meaning? think flammable and inflammable, both actually means easily ignited...hmmm...well, if anyone of you thought of any other examples
-do not share it with the rest of us
-do not post it on the tagboard
-do the above if you have no mind of your own =D

well..here's a distasteful joke to share with you nonsensical people out there

A man was in a bus seated with his son, looking through the photos they collected from the photo studio. Seated behind them was a rather..sexy female wearing a mini skirt. Suddenly, the bus came to a sudden halt, taking the man by surprise, causing the photos to scatter all over the floor. He got out of the seat and started to retrieve them. Seeing that there were some under the seat of the female, he went back, squat down and said
's'cuse me miss, can open your leg? i wan to take photo!'

well, life should be full of fun and laughter to get us to remind us that actually It's a wonderful world after all =D cheerios~

thinking of the time we shared
the wonderful, the good n the sad
it all seemed like yesterday
and now i wished that we were still living
living in yesterday
walking hand in hand
down the road under the dim moonlight
i was wishing in my heart
'let this go on for as long as possible'
then you stopped and told me
'lets not be together anymore'
i froze i looked into her eyes
the same eyes that once said
'let us be forever'
they were no longer the same
i stood there as she let go of my hand
turned her back and walked away
days and days i spent
thinking of how it came to be
from strangers to friends to lovers then to end
then one day i picked up the phone
picked up my courage and gave her a call
half expecting to hear her voice
'hello who is that'
an unfamiliar voice spoke
'may i speak to gwen?'
the voice quivered and slowly she sobbed
'gwen..she's gone'
my heart stopped my body shoke
'this is just a bad dream'
my mind spoke
i went to her house
to visit her mum
she gave to me a mental box
n said to me gwen entrusted it to me
that night i laid and open the box
in it i saw i heard i felt
the memories we shared came flooding back
a letter she wrote to me it said
'i m sorry..i left for america
cuz i cant stand the sight of you
yes i am gone..but dead i am not
i just left to find a better shore'

okay...so this is quite crappy..no one said its some sad love story wat...

well, first thing first. this is the blog of a blabbering mind and i don't think that its suitable for those who are looking for something sensible to read and reflect. for those whose thinking are in sync with me, i hope that this blog WILL be of interest to non sensi-pians out there. 'oh great, that sure was some cheesy introduction...'
finally, whoever has anything to say can leave their note or give me some pointers to make this blog even more irrelevant. cheerios