Mon nom est Sean and
I live upstairs from you.

FLLW





Hey, you and I.




/12:58 AM








♫: peter doherty - last of the english roses


Except for the casual mockery of my own life in this really really awesome blog, I'm pretty much a shit taker in Life. Yea I know it doesn't count when I say it unless I only have one arm carrying an African kid sucking on my tits. But pfft, you know what I'm totally not being sensitive to those people on FML. They really have it bad and here I am sitting alone (gf-less :() all comfortable and air wick peach flavoured room reading about their misfortune with derision. Like this one who told her bf she cheated and the guy divulged that he cheated on her with another girl (dumb ass) when she meant that she cheated on a math test? Or or that guy who missed a chance to shag his gf because Pokemon Platinum was coming out that day? (Yea I only read the sex part cus dude, tumours and cancer and all that are no joke material. But you know what the first thing to do like any normal person when you find out you have some kind of terminal illness would be to put it on FML of course. You wanna die cool right? Right? -knife point, perfect smile)

Or maybe I'm just the kind of guy who keeps all the shit in under the lid and one fine day when you, you who ate my last packet of Tanglin Halt Vegeterian Beehoon when you bloody knew I hid it in the freezer so I could have it the following morning, least expect it EXPLOSIONZXZXX you know you have defecation all over your face. Let's hope you're not the last straw. Naw, I can take it, I AM NINJA! I TAKE SHIT AND PUT IN MOUTH AND NO VOMIT YES SMILE. I should rename myself Amitabha Seow or something, to match someone-I-know's sister's name. You know you know? Karmasutra karmasutra?


Have a great week, or to my sore-titted friends in Africa, los my uit asseblief!
-S




/11:54 PM








♫: the unicorns - ready to die




Peggy Hill's 21st



Maybe if it was 5 years ago I would have cared, but now I don't give a damn.




/2:19 AM













"I don't understand you," said Alice. "It's dreadfully confusing!"
"That's the effect of living backwards," the Queen said kindly: "it always makes one a little giddy at first."






/3:13 AM








20.3.09  
Life Plans




Some post-its are too honest.




/10:24 PM








♫: diefenbach - favourite friend



The night before the night before the night before the night before last night/5 nights ago/last Saturday night.

Copped from jweebs.


















What Am I To Do Without You?
xoxo




/1:22 AM








♫: cut copy - hearts on fire

How awesome would it be to sit alone atop an apartment block, check out what the retarded kids in the special school downstairs are doing with a pair of binocs while having a peanut butter sandwich? Sounds like a wicked Wednesday Afternoon plan to me!

Too bad they keep roof access locked in Singapore. Always thought a HDB rooftop would be a great hangout-alone place. Above everything the scenery should be great, the wind and sun in your face, all you need is your primary school PT shirt to sit on, iced beverage (non-alcoholic advised), binoculars, ipod and a magazine. After 21 years on the 10th floor I just found out that my block has 13 storeys when I went up to check. Fun fact #5683.



So I sat in my room watching reruns of Friends instead.


Man, I need a hug.




/5:58 PM








♫: crystal castles - knights

Hello.


BIRTHDAY
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XXX

Discussing about XXX

Committing XXX

Gx + Alcohol -combustion-> Drunk-dialling + bullshit + force-feeding everyone else +H2O


Windsor and Fucking Huge Cam and Crystal







Agnes looked like this the entire night. So did YW.






+ disposable cam's + Fucking Huge Cam's soon!




/5:42 AM








13.3.09  
Phlegm


misguided trajectories
a string forlorn and knotted
the great schism both hemispheres
analogue of what it wasn't to be
but it will comfort me deceased




/4:08 AM










Ok srsly I've had it I keep talking about Friends, only because, i assure you, it's like only the best sitcom EVER since Noah started talking to animals and everyone laughed at him (that was funny, just that the bible didn't tell you that) only because I'm watching all 10 bloody seasons of it only because mind you it's blasphemous not to for any conscious english-speaking able-bodied person with a tv because hell, they have it dubbed in urdu espanol and whale-speak and 200 other tongues so now I feel like I know know the entire cast but no one else does right because ooooh guess what nobody watches Friends cus why? It's old? WTH I don't know what Sean is talking about it's just weird what the heck is he doing bumping his fists and making odd allusions that's so uncool right? Friends is like so last century cus everyone's GGing ya cus Gossip Girl is the best right. Uh huh wahehuh cus the only and first person who I know who uses 'B' and sounds cool ever is E. E. Cummings and guess what? I bet he watches Friends too.




/1:35 AM















Two words: Watch it.





/11:22 PM








9.3.09  
YAYYYYYYYY
♫: we have band - hear it in the cans (diy version)




i've been in a daze recently
too stoned to function
put me in the middle of the dancefloor and i'll read you
haikus from words off the ceiling of my head
yes actually
my head has a ceiling
sometimes i play a game wiht myself if i
roll my eyes back far enough i can see the ceiling
catch all the
post-it notes i pasted some new some really old and left over
peanut butter i smeared alllll
over one corner yum yum

oh and i'd definitely do that too if there's peanut butter in her panties



i neeed a new phone...




/2:12 AM








♫: you love her coz she's dead - superheroes



According to the urban dictionary...

Sean:
used to define huge sarcastic assholes, that end up becoming amazingly sweet. Seans know exactly how to piss you off and then five seconds later have you cracking up. Huge jerks, but gotta love 'em.


Like I am any bit sarcastic. Pfft.

Oh but the rest are so true, yep. Can't help it, gotta love us.




/2:28 AM








♫: paris combo - berceuse insomniaque



To think I believe something as big as a jet plane has to take me away, when the flight a paper plane could leave my eyes and mind trailing into useless preoccupation or, well, Nothing. I slowly trace the nebulising boundary between dreams and reality, and lately I find I often mix them up. Being aware of this makes it hard to think hallucinogen/barbiturate-free; Never a good sign when you laugh while watching porn. And we all (just me, just me) have this idea of life, my days ahead, roll out like a sequence of paroxysms, one episode after another. Like we need things like these to characterise how things go, how we lay out. But with tenacity the opposite perpetuates, the days have a dearth of loquacity, like time is in a soundproof room, a bulwark surround. Life is a pussy, cushioned and tacit.



Oh and I have bangs now... gnarly.




/2:34 AM








ZZZ
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