its a lot of weird stuff. i've been receiving calls from a number of numbers that i dont recognise even remotely as (1. either someone i met at clarke quay whose name i forgot. or 2. my doctor/dentist/or freaky ex-classmate) and normally i dont pick up calls from numbers i dont know. but then that'd be deterring the purpose of a phone now wouldnt it. especially since i do give my number out to a lot of people i dont know. (mainly lucky draw coupons hoping i'd hit big money someday and shops to call me about stock for a dress or something) and normally i dont call back because i assume that if its important you'd call again. but yesterday i was in such a good good mood after a whole bright and early and well-prepared for fun day of USS= Universal studios singapore. (i am still baffled that we have a US in singapore) that i picked up the first call from the first unknown number. and ah. French lessons. suddenly all the weird things happening arent all that weird anymore.


i cant believe french lessons are such a hassle.




I do not answer the call if
I do not know who is calling
I guess the whole point of it all is
That we never know really

- the dynamo of volition