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The more I learn, the less I know about before
The less I know, the more I want to look around
Digging deep for clues on higher ground

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   Saturday, April 30  

$$$

I'm trying (for the longest time) to be careful with my money. Because sadly, I'm earning PeanuTs.

Unfortunatey, money has a will of thier own, mind of their own, legs of their own.
I'm spending more than I can afford to, every month! But I don't know how I do it. The $$ just *puuuff...!* disappear.

Like today, I just bougth $42 worth of books. For 8 big/small/hard-covered/paperback/ie. everykinda books. I chanced upon a book warehouse sale, & I was like a moth to a flame, a child in a candy-shop.
I was very happy. Til after I paid & was walking out with the/my books. I then remembered - I don't want to buy books! I don't want to keep books! There's no space in my hse to keep books!
I wanted to kick myself. Deja vu feeling....it happened the other time after I left the cashier counter....& another time after I left the cashier counter....& also another time after I left the cashier counter.....

   [ posted by toast @ 1:29 AM ] [ ]

Guilts of blogging slothery come & go...
Inspirations, ideas, for worthy post come & go
I will write some things tonight, no matter how short or gibberish, lest this entry come & go too...

Bangkok

My first night in Bangkok, overlooking Bangkok city on the 24th floor, I was entranced by pulsating red lights crowning near every skyscraper. The highways flowed streams of orange headlights. It struck me - this city does not sleep.

Humans...

are nauseating, disgusting, sad.
I'm nauseated, disgusted, & saddened by the hypocrisies that move around me. Why do they hang out if they dislike each other so? How can XX even talked to YY when XX near-spits at YY's name?
Count me out. To have such frenships mired in muck, I rather be a loner.

Work

Ooh....boy, can I get passionate blogging bout this! But dooce.com has taught me better....

Ultimate

I
Was starting to play deep!
Was getting smarter bout cupping!
Was learning to pull!
All was-es, cos
I
Have torn my right ACL.
*sob*

Dudes

Thai dudes are so pretty
Phil dudes are so sweet
Sing dudes....so gong, don know quality when they see quality. (See! I still single!! wahaha...)

   [ posted by toast @ 1:16 AM ] [ ]