to my old fart daddy

my stupid msn died on me tonight

first, my webcam died... togther w my mic.. i was trying to play voices w kenny.. it does not work, so i thot if i restart pc,it might help, maybe the software was "stuck" somewhere.. you know microsoft stuff, if all fails, restart then maybe it might work..

and then.. MSN wont start at allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll


lucky my yahoo still works.. and Daddy's talking to me.. :)

somehow, the day was busy (as usual, wat else is new now rite?), i ended at 7pm.. (watever happen to pro-family, lets knock off at 6pm sharp government jobs???) i was suddenly faced with the sad fact, that i will be gg home alone, eating dinner alone..
i tried to distract myself by loggin in to yahoo and msn on my phone on the way home.. but somehow got even more depressed... i dropped by at bishan , though maybe i should cook for myself.. but when i was there... i remembered.. the times, i used to shop for groceries and cooked dinner.. for someone.. and boy, did i even get more depressed... i dropped all the veges and pasta back into the shelves and gotten canned soup... and guess wat? even the fucking soup reminds me of the fucker.. we used to have canned soup for dinner when we are too lazy to cook..by that time, i have gotten so sick of wandering up and down those friking aisles..i put back canned soups in my basket, gone to get a bag of ready salad and went to the cashier..

when i reach my stop at the train-station.. i managed to bump into this nice lady from my not-so-distant past. she used to do my face for me and was quite good at massaging.. she asked if i was married (*bells ringing in the background) and no?? where is my aussie BF?? (*smoke building up now).. i shdn't go into details.. but hey.. this has GOT to be the fucking perfect end to this fucking perfect day... i think i need some sort of a memo-suction.. the brain version of lipo-suction.. (i am so tired and depressed, i am not stopping to correct my grammer and spelling..if i read like some chao ah lian, so be it)

i try to have some fun on MSN with some cute young thing and it has to boot me out..
dang... lucky, my old fart daddy is still around to talk and console me

old fart daddy: If you smile through your fear and sorrow.
old fart daddy: Smile and maybe tomorrow you'll see the sun come shining through on you.
old fart daddy: Light up your face with gladness.
old fart daddy: Hide every trace of sadness.
old fart daddy: Although a tear may be ever so near.
old fart daddy: That is the time you must keep on trying.
old fart daddy: Smile what's the use of crying.



Thanks, old fart daddy... u mean a lot to me.. to you alone, i tell my secrets.. god bless you...