heys mate:
i got an offer for ya.
got something that you should be interested in.
twenty bucks.
call me when you see this.


hey dajie, mz:
you guys only going to holland v
to entertain me cos i want to go there.
i am fine with almost anywhere y'know.
how about going jumbo instead?
the scallop thing with yam.
we could have a mountain of it
and i would gobble them down gleefully.
hehe.


dear you*,


when i said that being amateur
beats being untalented.
i really meant it,
whether you agree or not.
sigh. like you care.


i am doing pyschology too.
if i have my way.
sigh. like you care.


daphne did well ya.
so proud of this little girl.
not that little after all.
you mean we are only three years older?
it seems world apart in those letters.


i thought you would understand.
but maybe you really dont get what i mean.
maybe being away makes a great deal
of difference.


oh btw. mate = ek,
in case eve you think its you.
its a valid in singapore only
offer.
haha.
eve doesnt come here, i forgot.


i forgot whats on this sunday.
i think its teaching,
but whos teaching?
whos teaching whos teaching?
never mind,
its not me.


i thought we were friends,
perhaps we werent.
like randy said,
friends, erm...
acquaintances, plenty.
top it off with the haha.


we always like it when people does
things for us.
i like it when mom cleans my room.
i like it when my bro buys lunch for me.
i like it when grandma keeps my cup.
i like it when daddy drives me around.
i like it when uncle william invited me to his house.
i like it when someone does things for me.
its a normal reaction i believe.
it makes us pleased. happy.
but when my bro doesnt want to buy lunch for me,
i get irritated. and i will hate him for that.


i am becoming childish again.
and running away is always easy.
when you dont have to see,
you dont have to come up with an answer,
when you dont have to say anything at all.


who am i kidding when i think we are close.
we are totally not.
like NOT AT ALL.
if your reaction is such as this,
i think i know how grown you are.


you* is a friend whom i talk to alot.
everyday and every night in fact.
that seems alot aint it.
we are having some problems.
we are talking it over.
some solutions seem good,
but others are just plain cowardice.
we will work things out.
and i will be fine then.


this post is primarily for you*.
other than the parts that is addressed to
mate and dajie and mz.