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Saturday, March 03, 2007

pathetic emo days.

have been into a driver course for a month plus
not as good as i thought.
only booking out on saturdays at 1pm then going back in on sunday at 9.30pm.
i miss
my room
my bed
my stuff
most importantly my mum.
i really cant undestand why they cant give us a longer weekend break.
well, wad shit can we do about it?
tekong BMT was a great experience because there were great people there.
Now?
They all like pang sai.
I must LOCK my cardboard at all time even if i just need to go toilet or shower for awhile.
Otherwise my stuff will be BORROWED or STOLEN.
Stupid Shit Skin People.
Stop Praying to the Wall and Go Bang the Wall and just die.
They donnno wads limitation until they go over it.
Dumbasses.
Well, there some people from china but they are like always among themselves.
Nice bunch of people but don really can click with them.
They are weird.
Or am i?
Anyway, I'm either alone or hanging around with afew of my chinese bunkmates.

There's one time, someone came over while i'm daydreaming with my ipod and asked,
"Danny, Why are you always alone?"
"Donno, Maybe everyone else are Anti-Socials"
Then He gave me the dotdotdot face and sat down to chat with me for awhile.
Well, he spoilt my date with my Lovely Pink Ipod but it's ok, I Forgive him.
I think i'm so quiet and sometimes looking real sad till even the guy in charge of us noticed it, i dont know how but he just did. When i'm Sitting down somewhere looking for the end of never ending sky, He Came Over and asked,
"Hey Danny, You Ok anot? Why u always look so sad? You got girlfriend problem Is it?"
"Yup"
"What problem? You Can Tell me Maybe i can help?"
"My gf problem is I dont Have A Girlfriend"
"..........."
"Danny You Take Care Ok?" Then he walks off and i continue my daydreaming.

Every Week i only look forward to Something.
Not to Pass My Tests or Assessments.
Not to train hard enough to pass my TP.
Not to driving.
Not to Going back to bunk and rest.
Not to have time to Slack.

There's only two things i look forward to.
Saturday.
And
The Bus Ride from my circuit(where all the training take place) to sembawang camp(place that i sleep)
That Bus Ride is the only Place I can totally spend time with my ipod.
It's like a candlelight dinner with someone u love.

All My Real Emotions will Rush Out.
It's just My Ipod and Me.(i Make sure NO ONE sits beside me)
It's quite a long ride, 45 mins?
Then The Journey Begins.


As I Switched on my Ipod,
The Light Shined Up My Face.
Put On My EarPlugs.
Lie On The Chair
Then Close My Eyes...
My Ipod would Bring me to Another World.













You Know wad i always do when i'm alone in there?


I always peek on My Phone for any messages.

I Kept On Looking.

Scrolling My Phonebook

Staring at my empty Inbox.

Sometimes even msged some people but most of the time no replies.

As If One Message Might just popped up.



Well, God Did Sent Me a Message.

One Day, My Phone Battery Got Burnt.

Sim Card Melted abit and The Battery Plastic Melted.

Not really pissed or anything like that although i have no more non camera phone to replace that.

I Now get the Message.




Danny,


Stop fucking look at your dumb phone

No One Bother To Message You Anything.

Doesnt Mean You See Other People Happily talking on the phone or Messaging then You'll Also Have The Same.

No One Misses You,
No One Thought About You,
Everyone Have Forgetten You.
You Fucking Dont Need a Phone.

Just Go Back To Your Corner and Listen to Your Dumb Ipod.






I Hate This Kind Of Life.

When Will This Ever End?













Help.

Moments like this
6:29 PM


theGrumpyToast, Dan



      this Grumpy Toast is very grumpy. Beware, this toast bites.

      im Danny
      and yes, I REALLY BITE.


Thank you

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