Dear Ah Phor,
As i sit here writing u this letter, u are now in our living room listening to the god-damn same song from ur ipod for the past few days. sometimes i really wonder if there is anything wrong with ur hearing because, every time u switch on ur loud music u seem to think that its well, not loud and hence does not piss the crap out of us 3 other hsemates. and i noticed very well that starting Sem 2, u have a change of taste for music. Las sem, u repeatedly listened to those from High School Musical (HSM) 1 and 2, Britney's Gimme More, Leona Lewis's Bleeding Love, James Blunts' 1973 and many other techno clubbing-like music such as Timbaland's The Way I Are. Heck, u even killed my liking for a particular song in HSM1 - When There Was Me & You by Venessa Hudgens. But i forgive you for that because that song only brings out the emo-ness in me. Also, everytime i hear Gimme More or Bleeding Love being played anywhere else, my autonomic nervous system becomes instantly annoyed and irritated. Oh well, this sem, u have become somewhat more sentimental. U start listening and singing to the tunes of Dont Cry For Me Argentina and many other super slow love song cum oldies which titles i cant remember off hand right now. Although I HAVE TO agree that u have a good voice hence the potential to become an Irish Idol, it is absoloutely none of my concern. I am only concerned about the rate of how i am going, reading kidneys and rib cages and judging from the fact that this rate is so lagging because i cant concentrate with a background music, i just cant thank u enough for it.
Well, my dear Ah Phor, considering we share the same birthdate, there might be some percentage of possibility that we can communicate through telepathy? If u have any 'heart' problems relating to love and relationships, u can always talk to me. Or, if u've been feeling a little lonely, which explains also why this year u have been inviting ur whole bunch of friends of say about 6 of them in total over ever so often like at least 3 times a week, u could also share this feeling with me. I have an absolutely suitable partner for u. Our dai-dai has a stalker by the name of John who lives on the 2nd floor and he has a passion for techno music which explains the frequent blaring of sounds our neighbour has been complaining of too. We could set u both up on a blind date and if things jet off with much chemistry and fireworks, pls dont forget to thank us for our kindness and generosity.
Thinking again about ur hearing, u must now be very well aware of how loud voices can be especially when the door to the living room is open or there are people talking in the hallway. las nite, jie-jie n i were talking incessantly outside ur room at 1am about how a guy pulled open my window n stole a pack of jelly belly at 3.30 am n ran away while i was still wide awake, u opened ur door, showed ur sleepy face and told us to keep quiet. if u havent realised, i could do the same to u as well.
My dear Ah Phor, i really dont mean to hurt your feelings or anything with this letter, if u ever read them! which i dont think u will, because my blogger address is not shared to the world. so i guess this is more of a site for venting my frustration on u. pls forgive me for only understanding about 25% of what u say most of the time - ur accent is seriously too thick for me to handle. also, forgive me for writing this letter to you. u noe that i still love u, no matter what, from the bottom of my heart.. and i never meant a single day to hurt ur feelings. and oh, thanks a million for the Cadbury Roses chocolate u gave jie-jie n i for xmas.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AH PHOR ~!~!~!
xoxo,
Gor-gor
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
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haha!!it was 2sth in the morning..not 1am btw...i always wanted to say u also ma when she asked me 2 lower down the volume but i thought i won't be good to do that coz i don like her to treat us that way...oh well,there's only 3 mths left...appreciate her..might have another choco end of may....
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