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

3:09 PM yesterday was awesome fun, went out with shaf, sards, shaks and salisha. im so bloated from ystd's food. tarts and cookies and cakes and kfc and pizza and rice and curries. rawr, loads of food. i gotta feeling was stuck in my head the whole freakin' day, haha. oh and that john jacob song too. it was goodgood fun. my feet hurt but still, ystd was good.

i quit today, didnt feel too good about it, but i cant back out now huh. oh yeah, and buyers are coming in and out the house, my dad's trying to sell off the the house, and if he gets a good price, we'll be moving to a condo in east coast around next year, which is so super far, but yeah, it's fine, i guess.

i want a dog, rawr, and a camera. whoosh.
head hurts again, and i lost my meds, so yeah, have to go look around for them before i go mental. so yes, byebye, i shall go look around for them. either that, or ill go bake some lasagna cause making food and baking makes me happywappydappy, i have no idea why.
stop thinking danya. no idea what you're thinking about also.
bleah, byebye