*Insert random nonsensical sentence here.
So here I am... sitting at the dining table as always, typing out my random thoughts as always (
okay, I admit that they haven't been random lately! Don't shoot me!) , listening to the same music that I've been listening to for about a week and watching a video on a husky that can say 'I love you' which I just shared on Facebook.
I have a sudden urge to play the piano.
There, random enough for you?
It's just that
DBSK's songs make me want to play them so bad!! I even have the notes, I just don't have the tool to actually play it.
It's a pretty song. *Sniff.
I hang my head.
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Why I bother going on
Facebook anymore, I don't even do anything except comment on statuses write on random walls comment on pictures play Tetris like statuses like pictures check who my freakin enemy of the day is and who I freakin look like.
Official verdict: Facebook has gotten boring.
Devilyin: YOU just said that?! How could you?!
Angelyin: YEAH fishyin! You go! You finally realised it!
Devilyin: Shut up you stupid white floating thing with wings. Facebook is a wonderful place!
Angelyin: HAH! Look who's talking! You're red and you don't even have wings, just those pathetic little blunt pencils on top of your head. What is that compared to my halo?
(As you can see, my Angel isn't the holy little sacred soft-speaking thing that most people have).
Devilyin: Look, if you don't shut that little hole in your face, I'll poke yu with my trident.
Angelyin: So what are you now, King Triton?
Devilyin:
aaaargh! *bonks Angelyin on the head with trident.
Angelyin: You'll pay for that you little [censored.]
*throws herself at Devilyin. They both disappear.
Well, that was lovely. Not to mention extremely pointless. Imagine having two tiny things made of nothing but air having a fight over your head. Maybe it's a good thing I'm not a Walt Disney character, I really hate their voices and their features.
my angels and devils are bad@$$ *wink
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We went for a walk just now and we passed this guy with his two small kids (who were both boys and both
A.do.ra.ble.). Well anyway, the youngest one was crying and cried even harder when we walked past (Man, I know I'm ugly, but seriously... I even make little kids play) and as we walked away we heard the dad say
"Don't cry, come, Daddy carry."First thought: Definite Malaysian. (Or maybe Singaporean, seeing as we're almost the same sort of people, except for Malaysia's lack of a Phua Chu Kang).
Second thought: Dang, sounds like me when my youngest cousin was a toddler. "Come baby, 姐姐 (jie-jie/che-che) carry!"
Third thought: I feel like I'm still in Malaysia... except for the fact that I was walking outside in a t-shirt AND a jacket without sweating... and my sis was in long pants, a long sleeved tee AND a jacket.
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edit: Referring to my post title, I usually make these noises when I'm bored, or just to make people laugh. Need a reference? Try saying "Blabedidoo" or "Dabladabla" next time there's an awkward sentence. Either they'll stare at you weird, say "HUH?!" or laugh.
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