if your livin' get weezy.

I'm so jaded.

There are so many things I want to do, yet I am not. Because I just want to lie on the couch the entire day and channel surf and eat bak-gua and grow 10kg and rot and die. I look at my room and decided perhaps if I take a nap for 45 minutes everything will miraculously be at their right places. And it's the Spring Cleaning@Hougang season. My mum had to literally dragged my arse to clear all the rubbish that I had refused to throw away last year, which included things from the previous century. I don't understand how, or why there are still tonnes of rubbish that were still there despite this being a yearly affair. I supposed a part of me didn't want to let go of the past in previous years and now I can. Or maybe it's just that I must throw them away to make way for a new cupboard my Dad is getting.
Either way, the cleaning is giving me the sinus.

Among the things I threw away like movie stubs, brochures (?), dried paints, old school notes, old wallets, too many to list. I also found Neoprints from the late 90s! Back then I sported this tragic hairstyle that remained till, good gracious, 2002? Imagine center parting curtains and you'll get the picture. There was a time when me and my sad friends would spare a few coins just to take a Neoprint every week so that we could fill up this free poster meant for it. I know. We were such losers.

There are so many things I want to buy. Truckloads of DVDs, the new Macbook Pro (you must see that baby.), travelogues, cameras. And more. Either I need to find a rich tai-tai or a sugardaddy, or strike the lottery.

I am fuckin' lazy.