serendipity.

its kinda nice how i'm sitting here doing nothing in particular.
i'm at grace's house with my whole bloody group doing newswriting.
it'll be fantastic if we weren't so stressed about the DEADline.
i think my group's decent, as groups go.
there's my 3 editors.
they're the ones i cant really take.
grace is fine lah.
she'll seize control of all the work, so i'm only left with menial tasks like proof reading.
officially my portion is long completed.
i'm the ceo.
chief entertainment officer.
and self-declared metor in relak-ing for daryll and han fen.
han fen's my ggranddaughter, btw.
yep.
i'm an ah gong now.
i don't know how or why.
i just am.
i shld be the grandson lor!
i'm younger, for starters.
and she's the 1 who listens to oldies.
oh well.
since every1 says i look old, i suppose i do then.

you know what?
cheryl's foot is exactly the same size as my hand.
i measured.
her feet are...
tiny.
but then agaiin, so's most of her.
she's kinda short... ditzy..
she's like a little kid with huge boobs.
yep.
thats it.

i still kinda don't get what i'm here for.
i just am.
so far all i've done is proof read every single article multiple times.
there is, effectively, nothing much to do now.
for me, i mean.
the rest of my group is...
i have no idea what they're doing.
the editing seems to be stuck.
and the designers are waiting for the editing to be done.

oh well.
as long as i shut up everything'll be fine.
i'm worried abt bs-ing leh.
so far i dont think they'll go for me.
i've played my cards right, but i may be overextending.
now the're probably gonna gun for nads.
but i've a feeling wen tong may aim me as well.
i did my work, but hey.
this is mass com.
you nv know.
i've been burnt before.
and so far i'm fine, but i'll not take any chances.
so far i know han fen and daryll are on my side, for sure.
star is likely to be neutral.
the rest...
they'd probably be too lazy to kill me.
those who might are...
grace and wen tong.
i only hope they're too distracted by nads.
if keep mentioning nads it'll be too obvious.
will just have to see my luck.
which usually is horrible.

i've turned into such a deceitful backstabber.
i'm kinda ashamed of it.
but oh well.
i don't wanna get bs-ed like i did last year.
i've not much of a choice.

mOBSCENE, by Marilyn Manson

Ladies and Gentlemen
We are the thing of shapes to come
Your freedom's not free and dumb
This Depression is Great
The Deformation Age, they know my name
Waltzing to SCUM and base and
Married to the pain