where have you been?

most times, when a song i don’t quite fancy comes up on itunes, i’ll hit the skip button and move on.

today, one of those songs i regularly hit skip for came on and i was too lazy to change it. so i listened. this is also the same song that came to me by chance – i never meant to get/have it, it just came (long story).

but anyway, i listened to it and i even googled up the lyrics.

i don’t know. something about it kinda struck me. i guess i’m familiar with that image of running down a hospital corridor after a phone call. not that i’ve ever, per se. again, a long story.

but it’s a nice song, and you feel it. well, i know i did. i think i may be rambling. anyway, check out the song. it’s jesse mccartney’s invincible.

today i went shopping. shirts, pants, groceries. i, of course, bought sugar peanuts.

there was a bird inside the supermarket today. on the second floor. it kept flying from aircon vent to aircon vent. it was lost and confused and cold and disoriented. the poor bird. but i guess we’ve all felt that way once, anyway.

but moving on, school’s coming to the end and it’s a mad rush now.

i could really use a caramel frap, y’know?

it’s as though i’m hoping that closing the page would somehow help. it doesn’t.

no, no, i do not know a jenny. i reckon david does though, seeing how they’re all part of a fragment of my wild imagination.

i told my mom today i’m surprised i’m still not in therapy. she said, ‘please ah. we’re a loving family. we interact!’, and then collapsed onto her bed howling with laughter. she amuses me.

anyway, my sister got me hooked to the band behind the band, of the click 5, and god, i think kyle is the sweetest thing ever. but i reckon the thing’s scripted cause i’ve seen ben and kyle on stage and that drama is non-existant. but who knows.

also, i forgot to mention the last time i was here that the hip hop jelly ice cream is back in business, my friends. fancy that eh. i know. naj, char and i squealed when we saw it back in the freezer. it was an awesome day.

well, it’s friday night. i think my mom wants to go out shopping tmr for donuts and new clothes for me. something saucy. like dress pants. and a frank shirt. oh, yeah, baby. a frank shirt.

if you ever drive up to genting and you see a hummer, a bulli bus, a vespa, a cayenne and a vintage beetle driving up too, honk. that’s us.

about time for an update for people who actually read this page.

number one, bob’s spending the week at the ishop. mainly cause he gave in and decided to just be ill. sweet talking ceased to work so i had to rush him down on 35% batt life and beg the people to save him. hopefully he’ll be back home this weekend.

secondly, school’s now in that phase where people fall and die. okay, so that’s a bit of exaggeration but still. i’m just waiting for the hols so i can party with dally, man.

oh, on sunday, my grandma took us to one of her favourite local restaurants, straits kitchen at the hyaat, and boy was it delicious. the sister and i ate enough to last us forever. they have like little stalls with different types of food. so, there’s one stall with chinese cuisine (the fried rice with crab is to die for), indian food (naan!) and so forth.

i love the desert counter. i got a chendol and i asked the chef for extra atap seed and he gave me a million seeds! my dad spent as much time walking around getting food as he did sitting down.

and needless to say, the service was great. and we all got flowers as we left. pictures up once bob returns safely to my arms.

i am so going back. and this time, i’m getting that bottle of evian.

well, i better get work done so i can potter off like the rest of the world.

BAH.

it’s been long since a proper, insightful entry. one that wasn’t ranting or whining, and i think, by now, you’re wondering when the hell sabrina wrote an insightful entry. well, you obviously missed it.

(i actually read my archives and i think my rambling on saving the planet counts as insightful. but i may be biased. who knows.)

last night, i watched clips of love, actually and i believed in love. today, i realised, everything’s too sick in the head. messy, and sick in the head.

i am depressed to the point of eating sugared peanuts. or kacang putih, as a friend insist i call them. oh, the excitement next year will bring.

it’s past midnight, i’m exhausted like hell from work and all i can think of now is hellogoodbye’s here in your arms.

it’s never quite been my favourite hellogoodbye song, ever since i stumbled on the band years ago while they were still unknown, but it’s kinda got me now.

red thongs and new york. hell yeah.

(either make it stop, or come and help me through it. please. cause it’s taking its toll, i swear.)

that pretty much sums it up.

charity concert was good. half way, my hand started glowing in the dark and i indulged for a moment into thinking i was a superhero with super powers. then i realised that it was toxic and rushed to the toilet to wash it off. darn glowsticks.

i’m singing along to james blunt. this is how bad this is.

and school has gotten to the point of make or break. and on top of the load and responsiblity, there’s all that jazz jazzing around, mocking us in the face. like gorillas.

what would i do without my fancy fonts to cheer me up.

i miss that old show called ‘cheers’. it would always play at like 6pm on the old Channel I and it was such a funny, laid back, hilarious and sweet kickass show. one day it’d make you laugh, and next, cry. and you can always relate to the characters.

call the janitor, cause this is one big mess, folks.

how i’m still walking up, hoping to see you there, grinning like a mad cow, at me.