3 stories of demented people
Friday, August 11, 2006

Trying to act like morons who have never seen fireworks before by shouting loudly in the midst of the suffocating crowd, just in front of Singapore River. Sorry for the aberrant behaviour, but Amelia, Pepsi and I like to assume the image of being mentally incompetent at all time while we're together. ;) Damn and I saw the boy who steals G-strings (refer to below post)! Yea, my G-string boy. :)

Anticipated was the throng of commuters at Citylink Station. The train ride home was made interesting by the demented lady who shouted at the top of her voice in the cabin, hurling profanities and making people jump up. You know, jump up? 'Cause I saw some Indians being that startled. Prior that was a demented man outside Esplanade shouting and dancing, alone. I thought he was doing some Singapore Workout or something. It's home truly, untruly, ok whatever.

I dread holidays this time. It kills my hopes of seeing you.
Everytime we meet, my heart throb furiously, pumping more blood then ever.
Not suffering from oxygen deficit anymore, I would say, and certainly do felt much more alive.
This is something from the third demented person today.

YWith love, Valerie