its one of the days whereby i have no idea what to blog abt.
but im just blogging cause my fingers just wanna go on typing non stop.
i feel like a living dead zombie.
my brain's too exhausted to think.
and im just staring into space.
tiger's sleeping.he's not budging even when im spanking his fat ass.
even he's learn to shut down on me.the cheek to call him my fat cat.
he should have been born a hippo.
wait a min, nmaybe he was a Hippopotamus in his previous life.
thats why he still has some of the hippo attributes in him.
just like some of the passenger service minahs i was talking abt.
and that damn Pearl Jam song has been going on
repeat mode in my Mind the whole day.
even when im doing my business in the toilet.
fuck.
come along now sing with me:
"oh where oh where can my baby beee..
the lord took her away from meee..
she's gone to heaven so i got to be good..
so i can see my baby when i leaveee this world"