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Saturday, September 13, 2008
perdants et aller tuer vous-même.


Jb was fun last night, the inital was to go to my aunt's place but since dad came home late for work we decided to go to jb atfer break fast, there was a massive jam at woodlands checkpoint and the fun part was that all the cars were trying to squeeze in at every gap they can fit, soo my brother didn't give a chance, we're soo near to the car infront till i feel that i can knock on their rear window, it was fun, adrenaline pumping, engines roaring but i really pity those riders, they're stuck there like a can of sardines all squashed up and the expiring date is coming near. went to jb, drove all over went to eat at this place called pasar pandan, they have bazaar till like 3 in the morning, don't this people like sleep or something? it was insane, there was alot of people , quite an amount of singaporeans too, you can differentiate between a malaysian and a singaporean. then sister's fiancee joined us around 12 plus, had our supper cum sahur, then walked a lil bit more and went back home, shockingly,the checkpoint was still jammed , at 4 in the morning !?! are the officers sleeping or what, sheesh. we almost got hit cause this stupid car infront of us jammed break all of the sudden and i hit my head, dammit. Went back home and straight to bed!



Woke up around 2 today, parents are out, went to R.O.M. to register for sister's marriage and afterwhich went to the wedding gallery to choose the cards, i gotta wait for them to come home in order to go out, but it was not all that bad, left around 3 and met elfi at bugis and went to his school straight, to just chill, a fun bunch of people, really enjoyed myself. After breaking fast, then met amour straight to just chill for awhile. on my way back home, i took a cab, ok this is the fun part, the driver was a malay uncle, and soo he started talking to me, and asked tons of questions like for example, where am i schooling, where do i live, am i working or not etc etc etc, So being the nice guy that i am, i answered politely but everything was a totally lie. haha! who knows he might be a stalker or something, but he was nice though it's just that i didn't like the questions, AT ALL, he talked about his kid who only managed to pass 1 subject for O levels, and that his kid is working at clarke quay etc etc etc, in my mind i was like, ok i don't need all this informations ya know, funny guy. reached home and here i am, writing a post. gotta study bio tomorrow, the paper is on monday! god bless me. amen. peace be upon you.

11:34 PM




may the force be with you

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learn to love yourself, cause at the end of the day that's who you'll be spending your time with.

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not in a dire need of love.

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no surprise here

a regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world, a little part of me died when i realised i'd never get to go to hogwarts. i want to be 11 again. but it's too late, cause severus snape's already dead. so is michael jackson. why am i always just a little too late?

Saturday, September 13, 2008
perdants et aller tuer vous-même.


Jb was fun last night, the inital was to go to my aunt's place but since dad came home late for work we decided to go to jb atfer break fast, there was a massive jam at woodlands checkpoint and the fun part was that all the cars were trying to squeeze in at every gap they can fit, soo my brother didn't give a chance, we're soo near to the car infront till i feel that i can knock on their rear window, it was fun, adrenaline pumping, engines roaring but i really pity those riders, they're stuck there like a can of sardines all squashed up and the expiring date is coming near. went to jb, drove all over went to eat at this place called pasar pandan, they have bazaar till like 3 in the morning, don't this people like sleep or something? it was insane, there was alot of people , quite an amount of singaporeans too, you can differentiate between a malaysian and a singaporean. then sister's fiancee joined us around 12 plus, had our supper cum sahur, then walked a lil bit more and went back home, shockingly,the checkpoint was still jammed , at 4 in the morning !?! are the officers sleeping or what, sheesh. we almost got hit cause this stupid car infront of us jammed break all of the sudden and i hit my head, dammit. Went back home and straight to bed!



Woke up around 2 today, parents are out, went to R.O.M. to register for sister's marriage and afterwhich went to the wedding gallery to choose the cards, i gotta wait for them to come home in order to go out, but it was not all that bad, left around 3 and met elfi at bugis and went to his school straight, to just chill, a fun bunch of people, really enjoyed myself. After breaking fast, then met amour straight to just chill for awhile. on my way back home, i took a cab, ok this is the fun part, the driver was a malay uncle, and soo he started talking to me, and asked tons of questions like for example, where am i schooling, where do i live, am i working or not etc etc etc, So being the nice guy that i am, i answered politely but everything was a totally lie. haha! who knows he might be a stalker or something, but he was nice though it's just that i didn't like the questions, AT ALL, he talked about his kid who only managed to pass 1 subject for O levels, and that his kid is working at clarke quay etc etc etc, in my mind i was like, ok i don't need all this informations ya know, funny guy. reached home and here i am, writing a post. gotta study bio tomorrow, the paper is on monday! god bless me. amen. peace be upon you.

11:34 PM




may the force be with you

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after tomorrow but before today

December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009

you owe me a cookie

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