wasted mind, wasted thoughts

Yesterday was the best poptart I ever had. Reasons being I don't go poptart often, there was freeflow, free entry, and mojo was spinning a mean set. Where were you Wendy? Upset. I digress. Anyway, it was also the first time I got punched in the face. And it was also the first time a girl actually landed a fistful on my acne filled face. Before you people start to wonder what scandal this leads to, THERE ISN'T ONE. I just blame it all on the alcohol, for the female, not me. I was just trying to help! But, if Lady Puncher reading this, I don't blame you! So don't get all upset and think that I'm gonna hate you or something. We're still gonna conquer KL for Christmas!

This morning I woke up feeling like shit. First, the eye was in pain and it kept tearing. My left nostril kept leaking due to the eye, as I think they're inter-connected in some way or other, I don't know. And though I was drunk last night and slept really late. I woke up at 7am. Why? Thanks to some community crap downstairs organising some brisk walking thing. IT WAS FUCKING IRRITATING. There was this guy using an amplifier saying things like, "Everybody wake up, get healthy", or "It's early in the morning (I fucking know that!), come down and join us for brisk walking!". Couple that with loud techno, you got yourself the ultimate wake up call. It is truly a situation where you wake up and the first thing you say is knnbccb. Word for word. In the end, I couldn't sleep at all and went to ksl for breakfast before footy.

More events of ultimate irritation coming up. I fell down and got myself a big bak gua on my knee. How many injuries must I get in those few hours? So now, I've got major acne, peeling skin that looks like leprosy, bak gua knee, and sore eye. Just great. Then between the game, this aunty came to play ball with her kids. She mentioned that soccer isn't allowed at the basketball court and we should leave. We ignored her. She later asked if she could share the court with us. We agreed. Then after being hit lightly by our ball, she said again that footy isn't allowed and she wanted to call the police. And she also mentioned that she travelled a long way to play ball with her kids, all the way from Tampines. (Who actually does that? And our court is in Choa Chu Kang. WTF right? Don't Tampines have bb courts too???) Later on, we told her that there is actually another bb court nearby where she could go if she wanted to play ball. She agreed and left. The police came after all. What a bitch. We thought we settled the situation amicably, but she still play us out. Knn. Truly irritating.

After taking some notes on media law on defamation, I'm starting to get afraid of the things I actually put on this blog. For instance, I think xx can sue me for slander for saying I'm starting to blog like her. The aunty whom I scolded bitch here can sue me too. This whole internet thing is actually quite scary. Oh, do remember, Singapore ranks 144 or somewhere right at the bottom for media freedom. Hooray Singapore! Keep up the good work!