every wednesday, from 8 to 930pm, i watch how a group of singaporeans fight it out to be the next 7-11 model. almost definitely, boys emerge victorious when it comes to singing contests - taufik, kelvin etc. - because only girls choose to waste their mom's money by typing letters and numbers on their phones and sending it to hotlines as if their idols would acknowledge. i don't understand, and i bet i never will. joakim managed 2 weeks untouched already with his stupid croaking that surprisingly caught the attention of young innocent girls. no doubt, he has the looks, but definitely not the voice. i guess we'll all be looking at the next 7-11 model soon enough, and laughing at him/her for signing on a super big gulp cup because the small young boy didn't want to dirty his shirt.

and friends are for eternity, but surely not those who brag about how they screw their girlfriends upside down on the 24th storey of a hdb flat. it doesn't impress me at all. READ THIS.! oh wait, your computer's supposedly at your old house, MOFO.