Lunch time for me

Is totally boring,more often than not.
I either blog hopped, read bloggies' archives (including mine), read Channelnewasia.com,friendster.com and todayonline.com.
Oh so boring.

At the States, the selection of P.M seems so intense and somewhat exciting and interesting. I tried to digest what I read but actually I only have a 'dots' feel about those articles. Ever wish if the selection of democratic parties be more exciting here in SG?

Surprisingly Jason asked me if I wanna meet him for dinner tomorrow. (I wanna meet him??)
Though I was somewhat nonchalant and maybe a teeny weeny envying that my ladies have their programs (2 with boyfriends, 1 with colleagues and friends?), I don't know if I actually feel like meeting Jason when offered to.

Somehow all the lovey dovey neutrons were well wiped off from my body. With some disappointments along the way, I don't know if it's ever worth it to put in effort in anything when time eventually washes the passion off.
In the issue of taking things for granted and some other, I just feel effortless and blah to put in effort to feel emo over things that I should now be numb of.

This is not escaping nor self deceit. This is the inter-cross between 'dots' and 'whatever'.

Maybe as the song goes "好无聊", everything seems to be 好无聊.
Wars,recessions, economy ta-ba-boom. Everything seems to be 好无聊,好无聊,好无聊,好无聊.

You and me both 好无聊.

The only winning investment to be made is yourself. I should just be bother with how I feel.

无聊-_-