Here's a quick one before I go off to load my songs into Jeanne's thumbdrive.


Life's a box of box of chocolates. You'll never know what you'll get.


And sure enough, I got a pretty huge pile of crap from my neighbour and his puerile girlfriend. Like seriously, how childish can she get? She ought to grow up and stop being such a pain in the ass, or rather my ass.

Sometimes, an understanding girlfriend is much preferred. You'll reap understanding by putting in comprise. That's the equation of love (or at least what I think it is).

I seriously cannot believe at the petty and trivial things they argue over and about. Like seriously. I mean, I can understand that she suck badly in her command of he English language. But I was seriously taken aback by her response. She's just being a grudging petty woman. If she has so much time to spare, why not go read some books to brush up on her language skills instead of being so skeptical and reading too much into every single thing.


Either way, my advice Clement, is that you sit down and have a heart to heart talk with her.

Ah, whatever. I'm in no position to do anything anyway. So stop poking your nose in the couple's business Carlene Yeo!


And last but not least, I love my boyf. (:

Because I don't say things I don't mean. Okay fine, except that I don't mean half the stuff I blurt when I'm angry at you.