but at least it's vivo and not parkway. damn, parkway just gets even more boring the more i go there. until they change it somehow going to parkway won't be interesting at all to me.
in vivo i saw this guy that reminded me of Ps. john lee... don't ask why. it just did.
i'm not forgetting this guy who looked like he was humping this statue at that playground area at vivo. it was really.... wrong.... i thought about what might have happened if i had that picture with me, but then out of the blue a little short poem came in my mind:
i know it's paparazzi,
but that guy just didn't see me.
so as long as he doesn't know,
it doesn't trouble me. :)
(or she)
lol. it just came to me shortly, so it's not supposed to be like some super poem written by Roald Dahl (yes he DOES write poetry. some, anyway. it's all sold in in a big book so go see for yourselves.)
then there was this part of vivo... dunno why at that time whenever i walk by that place i small this horrible stench... worse still, it was really strong.(although it seemed like i was the only one who smelt it.) it smelt like how your hands would smell like after handling alot of metal rusty coins with sweaty hands times 5. add in a rather strong bloody smell and voila! there you go, one horrible stinky smell smelt by yours truly. it was sickening.
yup my blog is finally alive but since nobody actually comes here i wonder if they would see if i wrote something personal here....