Believe

The Bravery. Awesome.

Came back from the doctor about an hour or so ago. I go to a different doctor nowadays, due to the cost. But this doctor pretty much asked the same thing as the previous doctor did, “are you stressed?” He said that after seeing my major breakout on my face. Argh. The really funny thing is that I’m not even stressed. I’m really not. I was so much more stressed last year, thanks to one other commitment.

Just watched finish 90210 and American Idol is playing in the background as I’m typing this. Adam Lambert is so popular cos he’s the hottest and his voice is awesome? I think that’s why he’s popular. He’ll probably win. The best thing is that the songs he choose are quite unknown? And he certainly doesn’t give that trait of his up so far in the show. At least he’s not like the oh-so-mediocre JoBro he resembles.

I did some online shopping yesterday too! I’m so not stressed.

Not going to school tomorrow, got Dental and gonna watch the ACS(I) Sec Choir and AHS Choir SYF tomorrow at VCH. Can’t wait!

Sometimes I don’t know why I torture myself reading someone’s blog. It makes me so incredibly irritated that someone can be so narrow-minded, simple and immature. Talking about people being born lucky and some others not being born lucky? Seriously. Luck? That’s crap. And being born lucky? Are you even a Christian? The word is blessed. Everyone is equally blessed, is whether they can see it or not. You can be in a prison somewhere and be as blessed as someone like me. “Blessed” will never be a substitute for the word “lucky” though. Luck just reminds me of mahjong, when they talk about Lady Luck shining on you and that kind of absolute crap.

Maybe its Oja’s influence that I’m picking on words.

And I feel irritated that I’m irritating myself by reading irritating crap.

I should stop.

Noel Gallagher’s quote from his blog about the SG gig:

“It properly pissed down here yesterday. Yer'actual tropical thunder storm. Beautiful.
Gig was splendid. Hot and sticky. It was 86 degrees at 11 o'clock at night. Nice. Does kind of mean that there tends to be a lot of flip-flops around!
Lot of British people out here which I'm always suspicious of. Don't know why. What are they doing here? Buying cheap handbags for fat birds back home? Dunno.”

“So that's that for South-East Asia. Glad it's over, to be honest. As much as I love the food, the people, etc.. there's only so many times one can eat noodles.
That last gig in Hong Kong was rubbish. A good night, but a shit gig.”

I’m glad I saw them in SG and not HK. Hah. They’re in South Africa now. SA is still my favourite country. Good times. It reminds me of soccer now. Which I’m constantly reminded of when reading Noel Gallagher’s blog, he blogs about Man City in every post.

The Bravery-Believe

 

Off to sleep to offset the medication. This line somewhat reminds me of Panic. Then again, the sentence is pretty lousy considering I used “off” twice. I think Oja picking on words is getting to my head.

zzzz.