DANYA
The Singaporienne: A Novel

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

6:13 PM heylo.
litfest rocked.
i twisted my right ankle. it hurts like hell.
thanks for the lolly, babe. and try not to IMAGINE (you know what i mean).
you really brightened up my day.
ouchy. i'm really sure all this bad luck i'm having is a karma loop.
i must have done something really bad earlier, i dunno what, but yah.
my ankle hurts like hell and i have to go for a bdae party now, with a swollen ankle.
crap.

i haven't done anything homework yet, i haven't practised guitar yet, i haven't studied for the CT's yet. and over all this, i wanna watch pride&p, stomp the yard, freedom writers and you got served. shit. met mangay, george, suganya and tanushe at litfest. and made a complete fool of myself. i forgot what to say at the last minute and there were about 60-70 people watching my shit. Chris Mooney Singh rocks and MARK NAIR too! woohoo. just got a new phone which doesn't work properly, still trying to get used to it. and my ankle is still hurting. ouchy. plus, my bro rolled a chair over my foot without knowing, so it freakin' hurts. i was shouting vulgarities at the top of my voice and my parents completely ignored me, as if this was so usual in my house..(shouting vulgarities, i mean, not my twisted ankle..)

bleah. suddenly i feel like watching 0liver Twist again.. aaah. *Fagin.

Fagin.
Fagin.

hmmm.
ouchy.
ouch.
ow.