Sunday blues

Ya, its Sunday again, time flies.

What am I doing? Moi listening to my mp3s (piano collection ) as I am typing this.Nothing much to say except that moi am feeling rather bored now.ya, help zz with his wsc thing yesterday. Hmm, zz birthday also coming soon (he remind me himself , haha) . Actually I dun rem ppl's birthday one , why ? cos nobody rem mine or rather I seldom tell anyone. Rem I had my 21 birthday in camp , facing tools and vechicle. Why ? cos LRI mah. No off plus OT some more.......... , sianz.....Tok abt 21 birthday celebration............haiz

Birthdays birthdays......... , wat do they meant ? When u are young , u look forward to them cos u noe u will get presents and bah bah. But when u get older , u realise each birthday means that u are 1 year older , that is sad in a sense becos u realise that time is running out for u to achieve wat u want in life.Time cannot pause or rewind one . Maybe thats the beauty of it , time is ever flowing .............. Getting a bit touchy here cos the music moi listening to is rather sentimental.

Come to think of it maybe should the sch jazz society next sem. Dun noe much abt the genre except that there is a jazz singer call norah jones, maybe can find out.hmmm

Fasoman signing off.
Cheers