J e r e m y R y a n

was watching The Bachelor - After the Final Rose, it hit me kinda hard, when i pictured myself in it. weird right? u ppl will be laughing ur balls off. cause JR has no looks, no $ nothing. how can he be a Bachelor. Estella (Bob's wife) said, she came on to this show, looking for a possibility. lucky girl, she found it & so did he. was i looking for a possibility too?... now for past 30mins on the way home or so... i swear the pig organ's soup make me rushed to the toilet once i reached home. the pepper pumped tons of gas inside therefore = berak. but nevertheless it tasted not bad thanks to my bro alf's reco. we all know ben enjoyed it, not by seeing his stomach but face. however i still prefer geylang's Ah Shui's pig stuff. but, parking there is like a hassle. u might spend another $50 - $70 bucks more? if u know wat i mean. yes, food & booze made me feel i gotta go back to some sit ups man. getting soft as the days go by. had a nice time eating at newton with my classmates on tuesday night. nothing but chilli. carrot cake black one, hokkien mee, la-la & last but not forgetting, heineken. following day, i found out that after having roti prata, if u drink beer, it makes u feel like dipping prata in piss. the after effects i mean. my stomach's been abit screwed up recently... oh yes, the dreadful weekend is back here again. i'm like so fucking poor to enjoy a night out decently. unlike old times, when i just open my fucking wallet, i at least get to see $10 & knowing my bank has cash in it. but now... my wallet has only receipts & other stuff. what to do? 4-D? toto? heh. this is a point i have to agree with most of my frds blogs. the mood swings, rollercoaster relationships. its like a virus. hitting almost everyone i know, including my own ass. hmmm... i cant really say much though about anything nowadays, cause i cant judge stuff properly, dun wanna give comments that might make ppl misunderstand. if possible, i just wanna take a long drive out alone. enjoying the breeze & music. if anyone wanna accompany me, i'm kinda kewl with it i suppose. no one's online. i'm gonna sleep too. bros, happy working. me? i wish for myself - happy dreaming. nites. the song; Van McCoy - The Hustle is repeating in my head...

posted by Jeremy Ryan @ 4:30 AM