lateness is a genetic thing
well, i’m late for christmas by 3 hours and 12 minutes.
… figures.
merry christmas!
i have letters in my house from The North Pole to me. seriously. apparently you can write a letter to Santa, send it to some Finland address, and they’ll type a letter back to you. mine start like this, though:
“My dear Yeo, …” and they contain several very obvious hints about book workshops etc.
it is all a plot i tell you, to make the little midgets think santa claus actually exists when it’s just a load of old men wearing beards and having fat tummies, and guilty parents lying to their children. yes, i will never have children. if i do they will not believe in Santa Claus. they will believe in fat old men wearing FAKE BEARDS. though i highly doubt their tummies are fake a very cute way of enhancing Christmas. really.
they are dated 1995 and 1997. I wasn’t even aware they had colour printers back then. the only thing i remember wishing for around that time was a (get this) power rangers tshirt. my mom probably bought one from the pasar malam. i was very excited about it though. i also got tickets to watch some power rangers show at indoor stadium. i loved it. unfortunately i did not (go wild and) ask the power rangers to autograph my miscellaneous (undeveloped) body parts. (sorry i had enough of the strikeout format)
i was obviously not a cool kid.
now i am though, and my mummy is going to buy me a new handphone. finally. but if the model is too expensive i’d rather she buy me a guitar or the pair of adidas shoes she said she’d buy me since last saturday (i.e. 15 dec).
see, lateness is a genetic thing. and i am now 3 hours and 22 minutes late.
guitar lolz. you can get darrel to teach you when he’s free.
BTW, Ian’s friends somehow managed to locate the pics of him on your site. I think he’s embarrassed ;p,
The photo quality’s bad too. was it the camera of what?
eh whatever. merrychristmas. when my hair grow’s back i’ll send u a snapshot of me wearing that shirt ^_^