Me! Me! Me! Part-deux

egoism continues...

11. compassionate hairderessers: this is kinda sick. come to think again, to enjoy a stranger's touch is really sickly strange. but maybe because of apeish non-evolver kinds, one day i found myself smiling when a relatively kind hand was washing my hair. every now and then i pop into a spa serenity kind of mood when im in compassionate hands. aww princess...
im dillusional really, and yes, sick.

12. after eight: up until now, not once have i wondered where that name came from(now i know). yet, i like after eights so much, that it may be considered dangerous. i might live only with a box or a chest or a room or ok, an island full of "mint enrobed in dark chocolates"(wiki wiki). 3 things i'll take with me if i... ah, whatever you got the concept.

13. the screaming vocalist: i'm a poopoo emoo, i'm a poopoo emo..
how amazing, most of my favorite songs has a ridicilous, out of context screaming part. i love it when the lead singer just loses himself and starts screaming all of a sudden. and usually the words are so stupid that if you scream them in real life you will probably end up in a mental institute, or rehab, or maybe you're simply drunk and pissed of. anyway, don't scream things like "I FOUND A BOX OF SHARP OBJECTS WHAT A BEAUTIFUL THING!" in public.

14. laziness: this deserves the number one spot. laziness is the most precious part of life. it is luxurious, as the geniuses at diesel ad department once put nicely.
i'm thinking of marilyn monroe sleeping with chanel no.5 on, cat naps, hours spent purring on "the nook", a good book, chocolate, milk and all those beautiful useless things...