cows

mamenimamenimoomameni moomame -

i hate that song.
and the programme too. what the freakin hell are they trying to bring across to children? love cows and be like them? eat, play, sing, walk and sleep with them??? cartoons these days..
*shakes heads and sighs*

cows.
and so they call it. yalah, my rowing friends lah. they are so so so mean and evil and irritating and annoying you know?

they call me the COW.

ouch, guys, ouch.

being big black fat ugly annoying spotty weird fleshy and yummy doesnt make me a cow, does it?

oh my freaking tian. yes, i do look like a cow. shitty tian. what the tian. oh tian.

am i being over-paranoid. tian.

what's with the tian, u may ask. hmmm, dont ask me. ask ocbc. nono. ask acjc. haha.

u cant say oh my god, u see cuz u're not allowed to use God's name in vain, u see so the tian comes in u see. do u see it?

i donno what's happening to me. im losing my lameness. i hardly laugh these days cuz there's noone to crap with. noone to laugh with. i sound like a loser, dont i? oh no. i sound like a cow. do u see letters in this page? or is it only filled with moos and maas and maes. and more more moos??? tian tian!! my skin is black n burnt. it produces so much oil im just worried the blardy hot sun might set it to fire one day and burn my whole body down to ashes. and i have to undergo plastic surgery and i can choose to get fairer skin.

aye. not a bad idea. hmmm.

oh what the tian. what the moo. moo? moo! oh shit. look even moos started to creep into my speeches. help helo heoo meoo moooo....

*sticks out 3 fingers and drag them down my cheeks*

phew. i still have fingers. nono. im not turning into a cow, am i?

maybe i should stop mooing around and get on with my life!! i mean....stop freaking whining and complaining, u fat cow. whoa~ hear the concsience speak.

ok. maybe im right. look on the bright side of life. which is...ummm...i haf to think about that. in the meantime. i should stop thinking im a cow. anyway, whats so bad about being called a cow?

without cows, there's no milk and babies cant grow tall and strong like me. without cows, there's no meat and more chickens and fishes will die. without cows, the grass in the fields will grow like noone's business. without cows, there's lesser dung in this world and farmers haf to spend more money to buy fertilisers which is not as good as cow dung. without cows, there's no me. and when there's no me. u'll never see light in this world ever again.

oh my tian. im mooing around again. oh look. cow crap. (aka cow dung).

how come cows are so fat even tho they only eat grass?

anyhow, i gotta go now.

take my cow sleep and dream about cows.

there goes another episode of ma me mo.

moo moo here moo moo there moo moo everywhere in nicholas' rowing centre.

the COW.

an entry dedicated to r.a.m.u.k, with much cow love and crap.

i reread the whole entry. and yea. its full of crap and dung. moo on, guys. moo on.

so its my fault

so its my fault that im tall. so its my fault that im in netball and rowing. so its my fault that i dont go for rowing when i go for netball training. so its my fault that i dont go for netball when i have rowing training. so its my fault that i always get my coaches pissed at me. so its my fault that i dint go for one netball training bcuz i had to go for rowing training and i dont get to play for like the whole season. so its my fault that i came from bp netball team instead of mgs or chij. so its my fault that im in the acjc netball team and national rowing team at the same time. so its my fault that i sleep in lectures and tutorials cuz i only sleep like 4 or 5 hours every night. so its my fault that i hardly do my homework. so its my fault that i have training until 8pm everyday. so its my fault that my school is so far i reach home at 10pm everyday. so its my fault that i have blisters on my feet and on the palms of my hands. so its my fault that im super dark. so its my fault that i have blardy fungal infections on my neck. so its my fault that my muscles are getting bigger day by day. so its my fault that im getting fatter day by day. so its my fault that i turned 17 and got the least amount of birthday presents ive ever gotten in my life. so its my fault that my brother had to pay $100++ for my birthday dinner at Royal Plaza on Scotts. so...so everything's my fault, is that right?
stop pointing fingers at me.