just as well that my life has degenerated into msn chating and emails. its so damn bloody difficult to get into real world. or rather i want to stay in my own world.

i tried waking up this morning but a million little invisible men held me down and hammered at my head with horrible little hammers. so i gave up and went back to sleep. mama woke me up again later and this time round, a million little men pushed the food around in my tummy and made me soak my bed in horrible stench. then i moved on to just die out on my cousie's bed in my popo's place.

oh gosh, what a day. anyway my font would have given u a clue as to what is wrong with my processor. seriously, i was just telling my cousie my processor seems to have crashed and i have to reboot or reformat my system.

and he suggested i go back to my elmo. well how i wish i can. if only elmo is just that little bit bigger. and just that little bit warmer. and just that little bit less hairy. and just that little bit less ticklish. i would really just stay in bed and marry him forever.

moreover elmo always smiles that wide bright smile when he sees me. and grins that wide bright grin when i hug him to sleep. and laughs so happily whenever i talk. and he never ever argues with me. and imagine how many people can actually be promoted to Mrs. Elmo-Tan. and how many kids will worship me for i represent their world's biggest idol ever. and which girl can boast of having the man of her dreams whoms she idiolises ever since she's a little girl?

well, that's so much for an entry for a very washed out me. shall settle for the lesser now.