Ramble all the way
a) A cockraoch just got very smashed in the midst of my blog surfing. I heard my sis's hysterical "Daaddy!! Got cockraoch!!" and a frustrated father in the midst of watching EPL, " you get rid of it (cantonese)" A shrill " I cannot!" . Father went downstairs. Boom! Boom! Boom!I can imagine a very smashed bug. Unlucky fellow. I suspect it is the same baby cockraoch I let off time and again (not because of compassion, but I'm to chicken to kill it, in case it retaliated)
b) I'm finally getting down to packing. (ONly half-heartedly though)First goes the books into the cartons. Cds next on the agenda. Clothes and all those can wait lah.
c) School's starting Monday. No comments.
d)Finally heard the original "Bohemian Rhapsody" realize I've heard som any of its parodies, I have heard the tune like thousands of times before. Strangely, the original sounds more parodic than the parodies--maybe it's because it's such a strange song. It's so silly. I can't imagine any fan tearing/crying to this song. But oh well. Who can understand the mindsets of fans...If someone can actually cry to Westlife songs then, I guess anything is possible. "Impossible is nothing" if Westlife is still giving a concert. (they actually have the guts... I had a secret wicked wish for terrorists to... oh well..they're not worth it)
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