I got so many things to do and yet, here i am! But it's ok..my excuse is (and always will be) that I'm waiting for inspiration to strike. You see, when you're in arts and all you have to do everyday is write thought-provoking essays, sometimes the mind runs dry. Really dry, like the wasteland of Somalia.

So, I thought I will complain a bit about my handphone. I've never really gotten used to the super presumptive dictionary that's in-bulit in the phone. You'll just have to type in 2 letters and it will assume what you're gonna type. So, sometimes....

a simple message such as : "Chey! Oklah, see you later!" becomes "Chrysanthemum! Oklahoma, are you later!"

And if I'm typing names of areas in Singapore, it will turn out gibberish. "Ok, so tomorrow I will meet you at Yishun and then we can make our way together to Marsiling?" becomes "Ok, so tomorrow I will meet you at Tibight and then we can make our way together to Marauligb?" It's a miracle how Lisda knew where I was talking about.

"Chicks over dicks, baby!" manages to become "Chicks over ducks, baby!" Which makes me sound like a poultry freak but whatever.

One good thing from this is probably the fact that I can no longer type in Singlish because "Ok lor" becomes "Ok lord" and "Ya hor" becomes "Ya horse".

Don't even get me started on what happens if i type in Malay.

Reactions from recipients of my nonsense messages ranges from "CAN YOU STOP STRINGING RANDOM WORDS TOGETHER TO MAKE SENTENCES?!" to "Please please check whatever you've written before sending" to "You better read what you type first ah! or I'm NEVER going to reply you again!"

My friends have no sense of humour. -_-