Yenmay Phoa

is a girl when i first met i thought was beautiful like the sun, regardless if no one would share the same opinion as mine.

Through time, i learnt that she isn’t so pretty. Quite ugly actually.

And her mind too. Nothing is so pretty about her mind.

But regardless of what i think of her, and what others might, — for reasons unknown, but time will tell, qua qua qua qua* –, she’s a dear friend. The divine Miranda.

Divine apathia, divine athambia, divine aphasia, who loves us dearly with some exceptions for reasons unknown, but time will tell.

Qua qua qua qua.

It doesn’t matter if i’m absurd as much as the theater, for reasons unknown, or tragic as much as the comedy, and citing Lucky’s speech, in the public works of Puncher and Wattmann, is to say blast hell to heaven, so blue still and calm so calm with a calm* [..], ok, enough of Lucky already!

Where was I again?

Oh yeah, Yenmay. She’s a dear friend regardless of what friends mean, regardless of what regardless means, she isn’t so happy lately. Could be because of you, my dear readers. Something tells me she isn’t happy with the world, including you and you, excluding me and me.

And it has been some time since she last laughed. Must be hard being ugly and depressed, i had thought.

So dear Yenmay, i might not be the best person to make you all smiling again, in fact, i think i’m the wrong person to do anything good to this world, but to destroy it, but i’d like to think that your dear friends can, make you all smiling again, and do other good thing i couldn’t. I have taken videos of them doing silly things, and here are your silly friends.

Isn’t Carol funny?

Tim doesn’t know what funny means

and here’s mine. An old video i must say.

Short Dance

Yenmay dear, don’t be sad for too long yeah. Cheer up =)

* Lucky, in Waiting for Godot.