Tuesday, October 11, 2005

dearest jill-bert.. thank you for respecting me.. i know that even if i didn't manage to fast, you'd still be there for me no matter what.. i love your slippers, your boots, your legs, your thighs, your tights, your hair, your "hair", your smile, your face, your fart, your jokes, your company, your proton saga and your tunisian ass. you rock. really. HOHO!!

fasting with jill made me realise how much discipline she has. i have greater respect for the muslims in my community, because i now know that there is a lot more to fasting than just physical hunger and thirst. it's about having the resolve and courage to make a conscious attempt to change yourself for the better. it is truly an enlightening experience and i recommend that everyone should give it a try. in short, it's FANTASTIC. and even if you don't believe that i managed to pull it off, you can go eat your socks.. cos jill and i know the TRUTH.

aaaahhh.. i was actually gonna update at the end of the week, but a few mintues ago, i saw something which prompted me to disturb this space. at 10pm, my mom and i went down to the 7-11 to get some provisions. (don't ask me why we're doing our shopping at this time of the day). so yeah, walked through the bazaar and all that.. saw a couple of nice, classy, exquiste and seriously fake caps, belts, people and bags. left the store with a carton of milk and a loaf of bread, but not without glancing (okay, so i was staring) at the latest issues of newman and other stuff.. HEE HEE..okay anyway, we finally get back to the estate and wait for the lift to come down.. after a damn long time (i don't get it, there are only eleven floors in my flat, how slow can a lift get?), the blasted lift arrives.. we get in and the doors are about to close, when we hear a beautiful and innocent voice cry "AUNTY AGNES!! WAIT!!".. my mom's name is agnes by the way..my name is moses.. my dad's name is james.. so we got the -ES at the end of our names.. wow..i think i made a rhyme.. haha anyhows..

that voice belonged to joyce. remember joyce? the absolutely hot neighbour on the 9th floor? haha man, i was so thrilled..she ran into the lift wearing nothing but tight jeans, a fitting green top, a sling bag across her chest, highlights in her hair and a lovely smile on her heavenly face..my mind went blank man.. the only words which existed in my vocabulary at that instant were "wow", "angelic", "hot", "babe" and "alamak"..i wish my mom wasn't in the lift and that the lift had stopped there and then man..felt that we could've chatted the night away .. she's so open, so friendly, so approachable..so everything la.. my God man..and to think that i rarely see her..hahah she's a good girl..haha nah, i take that back..she's not a girl..she's a lady.

it turned out that she had just got back from work.. part-time sales assistant at Pretty Feet.. (sounds like a bakery to me, but i'm thinking that it has something to do with shoes)..lift eventually came to the fourth floor..it was such an all-good-things-must-come-to-an-end moment man.. smiled at her and said goodbye, to which she responded with a kiss..HAHA nah, jst kidding..she smiled back la..GOSH, her smile will melt anyone's heart.. walked out, feeling dazed, yet refreshed.. i was extremely satisfied and yet silently yearned for more..............woah man...pure exhilaration...aiyah..she's lovely la.. any guy that gets to date her should consider himself really lucky..

aaahhhhh...let's talk about something else.. hmmm.. this week's the last week of school for me..meaning that tomorrow will be my last Wednesday in SJI..bittersweet, to say the least.

haha i guess this makes a good entry right david? gonna sleep..MARCUS IS DAMN HANDSOME MAN.. HOHO!!