bred friedel is the hero and it slips from arsenal.

the title's just what's said on tv.. i'm bored.. i don't like fights/"misunderstandings"..

i was blog surfing just now, and i came across an old friend from bowen.. so i followed up on her boyfriend's blog, fyi, he ain't from bowen.. but his blog was like, "its the "eighty something day" of our relationship." (the "eighty something day" is as so to save my ass.. haha..) so i was like, what is 80 something days.. i'm with shaz for 3 years, and we didn't even started counting days.. ok, girls can say its "romantic", but i say "oh please".. imagine if you get married.. not only the count would go into the thousands, but how'd you remember other stuff, like how much was last month's bill, how many days since my child was born, how many days more till my car needs servicing, how many more days of leave i must clear, etc. etc.. i'm not saying its not romantic to keep track of stuff like the number of days in the relationship, but, please, romance can be shown in other ways.. sometimes, i feel that day-tracking borders obsession.. psycho even.. from this, you'all can conclude that i'm not exactly that romantic a person, but i take pride in not being hopeless.. but i still surprise ppl, ask shazleen ask shazleen.. haha.. whatever.. imagine someone saying, "we finally broke up after 678 days.." one word; obsession.

talking bout shit like this, i'm rather passionate, ah??? none of my bloody beeswax, i still am willing to sit on my computer chair, not bathed, in my towel, eyes red.. sometimes irfan thinks too much.. haha..