Happy new year everyone.

New year celebration wasn't much of a biggy, if not for the fact that people were there not for the fireworks. Went down to the big durian today. Good grief its flooded. Never mind that, we were standing up front, and one fucker had to squeeze in front of me and my princess like he was made of fucking glass. And i did i mention a lot of smelly people around? The bangalas, why yes of course. Its not a racist remark, when they stink i say it straight, they stink.

Anyway that spot reeks of trouble so i dragged my princess out of that area. Plenty of people eyeing buttocks. Either they are looking for a grope or looking for wallets. Or both. That is a bad thing oright. People are gay in 2 ways then.

And the place. New year celebrations are times where kids go havoc and parents can only say "Tim could you stop moving about?" Fuck, for fuck's sack YELL at them. You are a PARENT. If that doesn't give you authority you need lessons and a stun gun. But Man made a wonderful invention to handle such kids. That is the Gameboy Advance. Today at a poorly prepared piano performance, i witness the power of the Gameboy taming 4 kids who, basically, treated a big cushion like it was a trampoline. They actually sat down on it! Wow! Kids who used things as they should be! Why are parents stopping kids from playing? Let them! It shuts them up!

And about the piano performance, i figured out this: People associate pianists with good looks. And unfortunately, if you don't look like a Bishi in front of that piano, no matter how many lessons you take, you aren't going to get many performance opportunities. Its one of Life's cold truths. Though the dude behind the keys have got potential, I can't see him going up to the big stage.

Anyway back to the fucking durian story. Squeezing in the damned crowd near the merlion, 3 bad things happened. We got stuck in the crowd who only knew how to push and not MOVE, raindrops started to fall, and the fireworks we waited for lighted up behind one fucking building. I just told my princess, fuck it, we're leaving.

We got back to her place (No sex took place you bastards. Stop thinking of girls' homes as some cheap motel, you Cock sucking bastards) with supper for her family. Good grief, if we did this earlier we could have enjoyed new year easier! Anyhow on my way back i witness a very intelligent act: a kid rung his bell to a pile of newspapers. smart ass. Anyhow its a great start of 2007.

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