chester has officially died. no i mean seriously. hes gone brain dead too. i mean that poor guy has been going for so mcuh robotic shit that hes gone robotic. ROBOT. BRAIN DEAD AND CAN ONLY BE PROGRAMMED! when we had rehearsal at his house, he was sleeping barely 4 hours each day. nowadays, hes sleeping barely 2. thats like half the last time? i mean chij is so far away from his house and hes spending a lot of time there doing robotics. hes gone a bit crazy.

note: everything he says is in this super sleepy voice

me: hi chester pls.
chester: huh? who u want?
me: uh chester is that u?
chester: me? im chester? oh yah yah sure
me: uh tmrw can u get to skool by 8 30
chester: **** ive been **** sleeping for less than 2 hours each day and **** in chij and ****
me: uh so can u go tmrw?
chester: do i hav a **** choice?
me: uh no. so ok?
chester: do i hav a **** choise to answer no ok?
me: ok so then u hav to bring...
[voice in background]
chester: wait arh
voice: so do u want mayo in your cornbeef?
chester: uh mayo? NO WAY!
voice: then?
chester: ketchupketchup
[back to phone]
me: u want mayo in cornbeef? (cos i think i heard wrongly)
chester: uh i said that???!!! ****
[voice in background]
chester: i dont want cornbeef!
voice: you dont want cornbeef?
chester: i jsut want mayo. eh wat am i talking??? i want cornbeef not mayo and with ketchup
[back to phone]
me: so uh did tim ask u....
[chester starts spacing out, like spas talk]
me: uh u there? eh u alright?
chester: ya... i went home by 163 today. i mean like im dam dumb lor.
me: 163 goes to your house?
chester: nono i took 59 from chij then took 163 when i mistook it for 93. biang leh. i mean i go up the bus and then i slept then i realise im going somewhere wrong. so i go down ask uncle "eh does this go serangoon?" then the uncle say "no" then i say "how to go?" then uncle say "get down now and cross the road and take 163 back to where u came from" then i say "biang leh" and dropped off. haiz then i cross road take back. then i realise 93 wrong side of road then i cross and take 93 home lor. i mean now i hav exactly $0.00. i mean like biang!
me: uh yah ok... (i was falling asleep myself) so uh...
[he puts down phone]

[i call again]
chester: who are u?
me: uh jon.
chester: omg thats so wierd. i dreamt that i was talking to u like 1 minute ago.
me: uh we did talk.
chester: wts wat time isit?
me: 8 25
chester: omg im going to be late! argh 5 min more. which part of the school are u? meet at LT1 ok? sorrysorry
[puts down phone]
me: wait but its night... (but hes not there to listen)

[i call YET again]
chester: wait lah im going...
me: its nite lah.
chester: ohh its so bright in my house it feels like day.
me: uh rite... so u need to get collared shirt and pants
chester: biang leh pants so tight around my waist. i dont like them
me: then got anything else?
chester: uhhh huh? oh shit i drooled
me: ... are u on msn? cos like i was talking to u and u didnt respond
chester: oh shit im in front of the comp now and i didnt know. i feel sleepy...sleepy...
[chester starts snoring]
me: uh u there?
[chester breathes hard every feel seconds]
me: k nvm be there tmrw k? bye

omg that guy must be wiped out of exhaustion. poor guy.

Jonathan Lian blogged @ 9:27 PM