There must be a hole in my head where all the stuff comes out and leaves me vacant

First things first.

We lost. Got over it already.

Now...

I'm heading off to Melaka tomorrow. Be on the night bus. 11.30pm. Arrive around... whatever god-forsaken early morning hour the next day.

Staying at A Famosa. With friends from Inti Engineering.

Honestly, I don't remember much about Melaka the last time I was there. I was 10? I think. I don't recall anything except the chicken rice balls.

Father mentioned I should bring guitar to Melaka. Or Malacca, if you will. I have not repaired or bought a new guitar since the Foo Ming Wei incident of 2007. Hence, acoustic still lacking low E. Decided against asking JonKit since conversation will invariably die, anyway. Like a drowning rat.

*Paranoid Android - Radiohead starts playing*

Also, most of them would not know the songs I would play.

I remember how you mentioned you teared up as you heard the song playing out from an open balcony.

Reminded you of me.

I think I shall bring with me my black book. To write things in. Should I feel like.

Just been red boxed 4 times in a row on MouseHunt. Brill.

Wish Dragon Age: Origins would download faster. All 7.77GB of it.

I do not really have much to say.

Should be more driven. (by what, exactly?)

Nothing to say anymore.

Anyone listening?

More fouls should be given against Didier Drogba just for the comedic value of his reactions.

I now give a shoutout to all the women and men and strange creatures who love me.

and the unborn chicken noises in my head.

Peace out bye.