on remembrance and random matters.

i've always felt like, what's the point of saying how great and how wonderful someone is only when he is gone? if you truly appreciate someone's efforts, tell him today. isn't it just not very right to praise someone day and night to honour someone after he's passed on, when you didn't give two hoots about him when he was still alive in his greying years? ir just doesn't really add up for me.

anyway, last night was my first "boyfriend meets the clique" experience and to some extent it was quite unnerving. i mean these are the people who have seen you grow up saying a whole lot of shit and doing the most embarrassing things on earth. but all is cool :) it makes sense for the people you like to all like each other and get along as well right? ok doesn't apply all the time but it's the general rule la. when friends hate your partner, that's a living hell man.

the brother shows most emotion (from what i've seen at least) when watching soccer. just heard the most heart wrenching ohhhh cos some fella in red missed an open goal.

ok it's like with this new thing up i have nothing to say, and i'm saying everything like an idiot. perhaps more than my archives went missing.

life without a counter is good.

ohh A level results out on wed. all the best, but in all honesty i only care for my meerkat. keep your hopes up kiddo :)