I'll bring you back to the stars.

Saturday
6 in the morning. Had an emergency call. Climbed into someone's house. Noticed the main gate wasn't locked at all then. Hoped the main door wasn't locked either. No such luck. Tried breaking in to people's house. Shouted really loud. Knocked lock to gate really loud. Threw stones at window. Wrong window. Woke wrong window's person up. Diverted to new window and continued throwing stones. Shouted again. Tried climbing but couldnt cause of the obvious. Panicked. Made some phone calls. A friend came. time is 7 in the morning. Worked with friend to do some acrobatic balancing act. Friend made it i didnt. Friend looked inside window. Shocked. Compromising. Opened the door. Everything was fine. Noticed i was wearing my pajamas out. Went home. Couldn't stop laughing.

Sunday
Trying to help a friend escape. Attempt to go scorching place. Needed to show the way. Wanted to know a shorter way. Tried new roads. Took highway. No Jam. BEST. Smooth sailing. Time was gaining. Wasn't at scorching place yet. Roads were really winding. Feeling shitty. Noticed we were going higher. Ended up in Fraisers. Not funny. U turned. Hearing 'yau tiu kau lei' songs. Felt really tired. Slept. Woke up. Dead end. U turned once again. Reached scorching place. Happy like hai. Negotiate. Went back to car. Head for home. Ate satay on the way. Tapaued. Continued to go home. Reached home. Tried sleeping. Felt shitty. Updating blog.

Been staying at home often as of late. It wouldn't have been an activity i would partake last year. Guess i'm really getting tired with all the going outs, having drinks, indulging in mindless/ intelligent convos, getting out of the house, and of course fun. You could say i've been recollecting what's left of the thoughts in me and i must admit it's a little depressing. Not the thoughts, but being confined in my room for ample hours with nothing better to do then, surfing online, reading Archies, watching Astro and hearing the same tunes being played over and over again.

To add to it, this diet thing is driving me to the nut house but yet i'm still determine to hang in there. Diet + Staying at Home = Near insanity / Madness. I've not ate a decent meal in probably 1 and a half weeks. Feeling quite shitty really. My mood swings are getting from bad to worst. With my current status on things that's been going on with me i must say it doesn't quite help the least bit. Usually when i've encountered some disturbance i would raid the damn fridge, drowning everything that's depressing with food. But now, it's more like i get all my burgers, chah kuay teow, pan meen, sausages, fries in a small blue packet which states 'Dunhill Lights'. Everything from, appetizers to main course, to deserts, to tea, to supper it's all in there. 'KEI LAN VALUE MAH HAI!'