Friday, October 20, 2006

I'm eating strawberries now and trying to type without getting any juice on the keyboard.
I feel accomplished.

My brother suggested eating them with salt instead of sugar.
His tastebuds are one of a kind.
Seriously queer.

Oh, i forgot to mention the other day.
I want to design my own clothes.
I can't stand not having money to buy clothes and just having to save or worst comes to worst, WINDOW SHOP.

So, i have decided, to design my own apparel.
I have bold plans.
That was just my future hobby.
Wait till you hear my other plans.

I've set my goals.
I want to be:
A quarter-time zookeeper who designs clothes for the animals in the zoo.
A quarter-time lawyer who represents dentists(or maybe just the dental society of singapore).
A quarter-time chocolate taster [edit] who is very into philosophing.
A quarter-time dance instructor who teaches in the children's Sunday School.

There.
Noble ain't they?
And the best part is, i get to do all the kinds of jobs i like.
ZOOKEEPER
DESIGNER
LAWYER
DENTIST
CHOCOLATE TASTER
PHILOSOPHER
DANCE INSTRUCTOR
SUNDAYSCHOOL TEACHER

Want to see something?
http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=bimbo
I never knew it meant that.
HAHAHA.
Well, i enlightened everyone i'm sure(:
Maybe except for the person who posted that.

MY DIRTY LITTLE MOLE RAT

Let me know what I had touched
If I had offended you.
I'll go around a tree or two
Just to find a naked you.
Tell me what I have to tear
When I come in my underwear.
You are the only one I need to hold.

I'll keep you my dirty little mole rat,
Don't tell anyone or or you'll be eaten by the fat cat,
My dirty little mole rat~

I quote SIAN<3
And i bet marcus and gang would so love it.
HAHAHA.

Toodles lovelies and God bless<3



Anonymous walked on the sunny side.
10:03 PM.