My pet Slimey died today.
It'll be cremated at Tuas Incineration plant tommorow.
The memorial service will be held here on this page for your convenience.
Just hold your breath and say "ohmmmm..." for one minute while circling your mouse in a clockwise manner.
This will invoke the necessary emotions you need to feel for Slimey.
Here lies Slimey: 1st August 2001 - 31st May 2004
Slimey's last ride
I just started work today and it made me miserable, thus leading to the following Useless Observation #3:
I don't like to take trains.
The masses make me feel sad.
They make me feel like one of them.
One of them who runs around in a hamster wheel.
One of them who tries so hard to climb to the hatch on top a hamster cage only to be picked up and thrown back in by a big fat hand.
One of them who only pretends to understand the concept of freedom.
One of them who only pretends to be depressed and rambles on and on like this but is just too weak-willed to do anything about it.
I like buses better.
There are fewer hamsters and I can just fall asleep.
Spring is in full Swing! (a little alliteration yo!)
Love is in the air!
You can see it, hear it and smell it!
Yes! The tantalising smell of fresh clams!
I haven't posted anything for quite sometime. I guess I just don't have as much to say as I previously thought.
I am beginning to come to terms with being scammed.
My friend Totoleem puts it best: "Life is full of shit. You have to be prepared to eat some yourself."
