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light fuse,
run away.
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9:00 AM, Despair at The Departure Lounge
Friday, December 5, 2008
Sometimes, it's not what you mean that matters. It's what you do. Between the snide potshots shoddily disguised by your mirthful laughter I am left wondering. Am I really your friend? Or just the guy that has been hanging around long enough to fool himself. It's more than how much you think you care. Your "Are you okay?" only serves to make you feel that you tried. It's not knowing that kills me. So do me a favour and tell me to go away. The novelty has run out hasn't it? And that's all there is to it. Well, on a lighter and more comical note, has anyone noticed this one Bak Kwa ad on the buses? The one with "It's Titillating!" Now I don't know about you, but I'm sure most sane people are not titillated by barbequed pork unless they have some wierd food fetish. Even still, if whoever came up with the ad was doing Graphic Communications in Ngee Ann, I'm sure "It's Titillating!" would warrant an instant fail from our lecturers. |