Just a little light-hearted post.
I just had the shock of my life yesterday morning. I was practicing my melodies for the keyboard lesson later on when that beeping "dee-deep" sound that comes from audio devices when you get an SMS or call was coming from the keyboard. So I checked my phone and saw an SMS there. It said "Hey, one night how much?" In my head I was like WHAT THE?! Just to be nice, I replied saying "I don't know... who is this?" Then whoever replied "Kiko asked us to go Penang for holiday remember? 13-15, on Hari Raya... she ask you check how much for hotel" Whew... that first SMS freaked me out. Good thing whoever cleared it up. Geez. I replied "Sorry, I think you got the wrong number... I don't know any Kiko"
Sometimes, I'm amazed at my tolerance. I didn't go screaming back "EH PERVERT, I'M STILL A VIRGIN!" or "EH TIKO, I DON'T KNOW ANY KIKO!" What a rhyme! LOL.
Also, on the bus yesterday, I saw a lady reading the Hindu scriptures. I also saw another girl reading her Qur'an. Then I saw an aunty reading the Buddhist sutras. Just to be funny, I took out my Bible and began reading too. LOL.
Plus, at the checkpoint, there was a Malay woman at the counter. While she was scanning my passport I took a look at her name tag. I forgot the first name and surname, but I remembered the middle name. Isa. WHOA! Don't know what Isa means? Isa is the Arabic translation of Jesus! Man, imagine having "Jesus" in your name. Pro!
Also there was a little coincidental incident (??). I got off at Kranji bus stop and was waiting for bus 170. This pretty lady was in line beside me. I got on the bus, and because the last empty seat was beside me, she took it. Once we got off the bus, we lined up for the scanning of passports, and wouldn't you know it, she lined up behind me, as we were lining up in the only Singaporean line. Then as I'm ahead, I make it to the bus stop at the checkpoint first. I get on and she later comes on, and seeing me, she notices the last empty seat is beside me again. She gives those "again" looks and sits down beside me. When we line up to go pass the Malaysian checkpoint, she ends up lining up behind me again. Haha!
And yesterday on my way to Bugis for my music lessons, I was on the MRT, wearing my gothic clothes as usual. Then around Marsiling or Woodlands stop, this girl got on, gothic also. We practically wore almost the same kinda things. Just differences in design and quantity. I always play around with whatever I'm wearing, so I was just playing around with my wristband, and the gothic girl took notice. I don't know gothic culture, but I assume I "challenged" her or something, because she started to show off her two wristbands, displaying them in a really obvious and obnoxious way. Pfft. So I shot back, turning my head side to side (I looked like such an idiot) displaying my 7 earrings. She only had 4 =p. She shifted her bag and showed off that chain people wear on their jeans, you know, same thing as me, but she only had one chain. I moved my bag, purposely turned so she could get a really good look and jingled my THREE chains. LOL. She took off her specs, muttered under her breath and walked off to another cabin. Heh! You're lucky I didn't show off my tattoo!
So yes, part 2 of my events... continued! Quite long, so Debbie, go skip paragraphs. LOL.
Sometime in the last few weeks I got to catch up with Debbie. Normally I'd say read so-and-so's blog and you'll know what happened, but except for herself, no one who regularly reads my blog knows who she is to begin with -.-. Only Gary knows she admires his photography skills, and hell if you count that as knowing someone. Anyhoo, she's my secondary school classmate. We were in the same school during lower secondary but after failing math, we ended up in the same class, and from there we got to be better friends. Graduating kinda put a damper on how often we met so it was quite a good thing to actually meet up with her, after planning for so long.
After work I rushed down to Marsiling MRT, and since it rained earlier, we couldn't go to the playground we planned earlier, so we just went to KFC to eat and chat to catch up. Let's just say, few things are greater than meeting a really good friend (whom you haven't seen in ages) and just opening up to talk about everything. Topics aside, it was a very pleasant evening, where I planned to chill for only an hour but we ended up going to nearly 3 hours. Hey can't help it right? There was just so much to share and talk about, and when you just open up like that, almost nothing equals the trust and fellowship you have with each other. Chatting later on Windows Live, let's just say I made my priorities known. Friends are more important than videos, and besides God and family, anything else to me. So in return to her post, Debbie, I love you too. In the same way as you! Heh!
Contrasting with that happy event, I had to work at Comex 2007 at Suntec. Freak, 11am-9pm for all 4 days of it. My company is Pluto Technology, and they deal in PCs, but for some reason, they decided to sell Mac products too at Comex, and lucky me, I ended up serving at Apple booth. So did Shawn. They showed us the power of the Mac OS and I was really impressed. I'm more into graphics and Mac delivers, while Windows XP looks like those toddler toy colours. Zzz. Vista looks nice but the price is also "nice" for a computer that supports the graphics and functions of Vista. Pfft. That's why I changed the skin and added a dock and changed the outlook of my Windows XP so now it looks better than all of yours =x! I really don't know how Microsoft actually accepted the blue, orange and green. Yucks! Mac is like so graphics interfaced, and games and software aside, I support Mac! Buy a MacBook, install Windows and get the best of both worlds. Yes!
Anyway, the fair itself was okay. Quite dull because everyone wanted Windows and PCs, so they weren't too interested in Macs. They were impressed by the design and graphics, but because the OS is so different from Windows, they preferred to stick to Windows, instead of learning about Mac. I only sold 2GB RAM to someone and that's all I sold. My booth only sold like two products for each day? Crappy. Oh well, my booth was beside a BenQ booth selling projectors so I had free movies to watch! King Kong, Men In Black II, Taxi, and best of all, Linkin Park's Live in Texas DVD. Who thought movies and MV's were such good time killers. Also slacked by playing games on the Macs when there were no customers. My chess skills are good. Anyone dare to challenge me? I've only lost to two people since moving here! I suppose that's 'cause few people here play chess to begin with. Zzz. On the plus side, my booth was only a few metres away from Intel's booth, which had like 7 models promoting their PCs? So there was plenty of eye candy while I was bored! Plenty of perverts hanging around too! Old geezers. Also bumped into a lot of friends I knew, some working there, some checking out the booths. Kudos to you all~~~
Speaking of love, I went back on Teacher's Day! Okay, I can't say I love Ms Koeh, but like I said before... I'm only obsessed about two girls, Jolin and Ms Koeh! In the same way I "love" Jolin I "love" Ms Koeh too. Though if you think I'm obsessed instead of "loving" them, I suppose you aren't really wrong. Nor right. Ahem! I stayed over at Koh Wee's place the previous night and that's where (for all those wondering) I used nail polish to paint my nails black for the next day. I was tired and kinda rushing it, so I didn't really make it look smooth and nice, like how all those girls do it. Geez, I don't know how they do it so nicely. Spent the night watching movies, TV shows (he has MOBTV), watching MV's and playing poker! On the MV side, I saw a freaking handsome guy. Uruha is part of a band called The Gazette, and if I was gay, I think I'd fall in love with him. Yes he's that handsome. Dang, I wonder how he can look so good. Zzz. I suppose he drives girls nuts then? Lol... on the poker side, as usual, I'm the king of gambling. LOL! Koh Wee taught me how to play poker a few months ago and I beat him all the way. He taught me mahjong and I ended up winning him too. I'm not as interested in mahjong so poker's still my favorite. Anyhoo, I trashed him again... heh! I'm chess king and poker king. Woots!
Okay okay, enough gloating about the fact that I trash people in poker =x. Back to Teacher's Day! Koh Wee and I woke up in the morning to get ready to go back to our secondary school, meeting Wilson along the way. I dressed up gothic style, 'cause I haven't played that image since Emerge. Kinda missing it, so I put on my eyeliner for the first time in ages and wore all my chains, nicknamed the Chains of Destruction (long story behind how I got to like that name). So back in Marsiling Secondary, the first thing I did was find Ms Koeh! Yes, no kidding! Ms Koeh! She cut her hair... so she didn't look as pretty, plus she took part in this Big Walk thing, so she was dressed in very plain clothing. Well, who cares! She still looked super pretty bregardless, and I went back to gaga mode after the initial shock of her haircut. Talked as usual, with me stealing all the talk time, whereas Wei Zhan kept cutting in. CHEAPO! She's MINE! MINE! MINE! Uh, technically she's Lawrence Wong's, but after Ms Koeh told me how he proposed to her (I feel like kicking him for how he proposed) I don't recognize her marriage to him. LOL! I needed to rush off to make it to Comex on time, so I quickly took pictures with her, me taking the most shots and time (sorry). I also caught up with a bunch of teachers I haven't seen in ages. Ms Woo went off to some country for a degree while Ms Mosbergen went to Japan to work. Freak! My Mos Burger went to Japan! Three pretty teachers have left the school already. Ms Koh, Mosbergen (Burger) and Ms Jane. I just hope Ms Koeh doesn't leave anytime soon. Unfortunately, I had to leave soon so I quickly chatted with all the people I passed by, including the canteen stall people, and rushed off to Suntec! I'll post up the pics soon. Someone's been complaining I don't put enough pictures on my blog posts... so I think that'll make her happy.
Now why I've been super tired last week is 'cause I had a 5 day chalet which would be the multiplication ceremony of our cellgroup. Bad thing is, it coincided with Comex. Which means I had to work during the whole day, then go to the chalet and play all night. 5 days/4 nights of chalet and 4 days of Comex. Freaking tiring. Every night I'd come back to the chalet around 10-11pm and enjoy the night out till 4am or so playing basketball (I haven't lost my touch, surprisingly) or something else. And nearly every night, we played Fatal Frame II. While I had either 2 or 4 cellgroups watching, I was the one stuck to play the game. DANG. Everyone watches and screams while I'm the one who has to experience it. Zzz. On the final night of the chalet I really wanted to finish the game, so Jessica, Isabel, Hui Zhen, Joshua, Juswin and I stayed up really late to continue playing Fatal Frame. I was really tired already, so good thing I had my "support" team... heh! I had Isabel help find secret items, Juswin to run from Sae and solve puzzles, and Joshua to find that Bell girl (no, not Isabel, even though she is a bell... get it? LOL) and put pieces together while I continued to play the majority of the game and kill the ghosts. Anyway, inspired by the ghosts who tried to kill me in the game (they seem to pop up more often when I'm playing, not when the rest play, freak) Joshua and I made a little song for them. Tune goes along with "Bananas in Pajamas" theme song.
Your mother, and your father
Are floating down the stairs
Your mother, and your father
Are freaking ugly pairs!
And I forgot the rest -.-. That's 'cause these two little ghost kids will try and play tag with you, killing you in the process, and when you kill them, their mother pops out accusing you of killing them, once you kill her you face the kids grandmother saying you killed her family. Freakos. After that you face another two women who accuse you of killing their children, blah blah blah. So its like I killed their greatgrandmother and all those ancestors in the end or something? Then there was the suicide girl, named in the game as Fallen Woman. You're just happily walking somewhere and you'll hear a scream when a ghost commits suicide and falls in front of you, trying to kill you by grabbing you. After failing, she'll fade away and then drop down somewhere again (screaming along the way), nearer to you. That scared everyone! You can't imagine the screams girls are capable of! Then although we haven't faced her yet, we've seen a video of this girl who climbs out of a box like Sadako from The Ring, and will try to kill you too. Lovely game! And we still have two more chapters to go, with more freaking scary ghosts. Zzz. I had to leave in the morning with Michelle for work, so I couldn't continue playing, although they made it to chapter 8, which is the second last. And on the MRT ride to our workplaces, Michelle and I had a good talk, which is what "walking away" is about. And I'm finally walking away for good.
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Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Hmmm... I've been typing entries in notepad and continuing them when I'm free so I thought might as well post a few first, at least I blog and you get to read about my weeks, even if it partial. Enjoy~~~
The last 4 weeks have been quite tiring. For church, Dr Joyce Meyer and A.R. Bernard came to minister to us, with great words. As always, A.R. Bernard's message was a very intellectual and sophisticated message while Joyce Meyer's was a very personal message, if that's the right word. The part of her message that still rings hard with me is the fact that statistics show 10% of all people you know won't (and probably will never) like you. However, 90% are the ones who still like you for who you are. Yet we focus a lot of the 10% while forgetting the 90% quite often. Her message has helped me put a lot more things into perspective, 'cause even though we all know we shouldn't focus on the people who are negative towards us, sometimes it takes a wake up call through a message, obstacle or some event to help us realize that knowing it isn't good enough... we should act on it.
Anyhoo, I got a haircut two weeks ago, where I had (luckily) the prettiest hairstylist attend to me. Normally I just tell them what to cut and they'll cut accordingly (if they can), talking only to tell me to go to wash my hair or tilting my head. Good thing the hairstylist, named Qing Yun, was super friendly. But here's the problem, she could only speak Chinese! AHH! Craps! The prettiest girl I've seen in weeks and I gotta speak with her in Mandarin. Oh well, it wasn't as bad as I thought, I managed to speak quite well in fact. Somehow pretty girls just motivate me to do better =x. Hee hee. I had Ms Koeh teach me Chinese and I passed! HA! I Had Ms Koh teach me Pure Geography and I topped the school nearly all the time. HA! I had Ms Jane teach me Literature and I got got 2nd best. I only lost because the top scorer had 100 -.-. I had her teach me Social Studies and I managed to top it a few times. I had Ms Joy Lim teach me Math, and I managed to pull it up from an F9 to passing class tests sometimes. I had Ms Neo teach me Science and I topped that quite often too. Sorry, can't help it. Anyway, my Chinese was good enough for us to have conversations and we got to know each other better... like our parents, schools, interests, hobbies, friends and even our love lives (yes we went that deep). Damn that she has a boyfriend though =x. Heh, the next time I get a haircut I'm definitely having her cut my hair again, she promised!
Also, my friend Benjamin from Canada came down to Malaysia to visit with his parents. We went to watch Rush Hour 3 with his cousins at Leisure Mall, where Adrian Chiam was robbed after watching a movie two years ago, but that's another story... I don't think he'd like me telling people on my blog about his robbery, no? Anyway, sometimes its a really small world. You see, his dad studied in the same school as my mom, both knew a mutual friend. Both went to England to study, where my mom's youngest brother studied in the same school as Benjamin's dad. Then in the end, my family, Benjamin's family and the mutual friend's family all moved to Toronto to live. And this mutual friend's son is also called Benjamin. Ha! And that's not all, besides having parents who all were born and lived in Malaysia and studied in England and moved to Canada, we also share the same birth month. All of us are born in May, Big Ben (the mutual friend's son) is May 2, he's a year older than me. I'm May 5, a year older than small Ben, the one who came to visit, and his birthday is May 26. Sometimes, I feel God has this cosmic sense of humor... there's a hell lot more of other coincidences that really make the heavens (okay, maybe not the heavens) and the earth seem a lot smaller than it really is.
Plus, congrats to Samantha, Faith and Natalie for their water baptism. Don't sound familiar? It's Isabel Samantha Low, Olivia Faith Low and Candice Natalie Wong now. How they got their names I'm not too sure... but they're not the only ones with new names. Juswin is thinking of Zerahiah (1 Chronicles 6:51, a temple musician, descendant of Aaron... pro!) while Eleanore's thinking of Roasted. LOL. Nah! I recommend Phyllis but she's contemplating Diane or Diana. We didn't let her choose name's like Felicia, Lucinda and all that. Reasons? Um, I don't want to make her feel sad so go ask her yourself. =D
I think that should be enough for this post. I'll post part 2 of the events soon, yups.
Until then, may you think of how painful Eleanore slaps, how dangerous Olivia farts (and burps), and how slim Isabel can get once Eleanore actually shoots a ball in pool.
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Friday, September 7, 2007
I re-read my post where I said I was walking away from something. Dream on if you think I'm telling you what I'm walking away from in this post. Only Gary's finding out. Why? Because he asked. So how about if you ask? That depends. But just so you know, you'll find out plenty from this post anyway, so read on.
Anyhoo, after I re-read it, it sounded freaking morbid now that I think of it. Read in a certain context, it fits very well with backsliding, leaving church. Walking away from church because its my right. Geez, who thought it could fit so well into that context? But fact is, I'm not walking away from the faith. It's something else, quite personal, and because of certain people who read my blog, I'm not going to post it up for everyone to read.
But speaking of walking away from church, I've nearly left church three times. Three major occasions where I've almost slipped and walked away from this life forever. It's chilling to think about those incidents. I was reading a few blogs, including two cellgroup leaders, and I saw that many of them struggled this year. Everyone struggles, and if you haven't, just wait, it'll come sooner or later. Reading about their struggles and reminded of my own three incidents, I remember so well how those incidents ended up. When I was faced with thoughts of leaving church, I'd tell a person about it. Only one. This person would be in my cellgroup, and would obviously pray for me, and tell me to pray more, to keep seeking God. They were grateful that I didn't hide my doubts, whilst they worried that I might really leave church after all. So what happened then? Thanks to them, with their prayers and concern, I faced doubt in the eye and made it blink. I walked away feeling even stronger than before, my faith having won a great battle.
But here's the irony of it all... those who helped keep my faith lost their own in the end. Three individuals who helped to keep me from losing my faith in God left church themselves. And I'm going to get really specific by naming them: Kian Hong, Li Sha and Sze Hui. I was reading an article where it said "give credit where credit is due" and I'm giving these three credit. Three times in my journey, I stumbled, and at different times of my journey, these three kept me from falling. But I couldn't do the same for them. Three times I had faltered in my faith briefly, and these three stood in the gap to help me out. But I couldn't do the same for them. Three times, they did more than was expected to keep my life in Christ. But I couldn't do the same for them.
They've changed now. For the worse I'm assuming. Li Sha blocked me on MSN for no reason at all, Sze Hui doesn't acknowledge that she ever knew me, while Kian Hong, still the most decent, friendship-wise, we'll probably never be as close as we once were. I haven't had a thought of leaving church since the early days of E145, and I thank God for that. They've changed now, but their legacy remains in me. Without them, I would have only been in church for barely a year. Without them, I would not have experienced multiplication. Without them, I would not have had the privilege to be in the most united cellgroup in possibly the entire church. Without them, I would have never disbanded into N337. No one in the newer generation would know "Howe" existed. No jokes about floating teeth, no jokes about me invisible in the dark. And that's just about me. Have I affected others positively in church? I hope I have, but then again, I can't outright say I have. Did I make an impression and impact in the five years I've been in church? Maybe, I can't say for sure... only others will know. If I have, without them, I would have never done so much to impact other people's lives. But in my first three years in church, I already faltered three times. Those three times someone helped me while they lost their own faith. I've still got my whole life in front of me, and reading about cellgroup leaders struggling, I'm quite sure sometime in the future I'll struggle too, although how great that struggle is remains to be answered.
And you know what? I'm scared. I can't say it's my fault, but I can't deny the connection either. Once I struggled, one of them helped me, and some time later, they ended up leaving church themselves. I'm afraid that because of my own problems, the next person who helps me will leave church. It's not fair that my issues end up making them leave church. I suppose the best solution, if some time in the future I struggle with my faith, is to keep quiet about it and deal with it myself. I don't want others to be affected. If (and that's a really big IF) somehow I end up leaving church, at least I would not end up affecting someone else's salvation.
Sure I can confidently say that I'll love God forever, that He's my forever, that my faith is strong, that I will never leave church. And you can say it proudly with certainty too.
But those are some of the last words they said before leaving church...
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10:50 PM
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Thursday, September 6, 2007
Tagged by Eleanore to do this... so why not? Haven't done these in quite some time...
4 jobs I've had in my life: Venture Era, Pluto Tech, professional sleeper, Christian (overtime!)
4 Movies I can watch over & over again: Click, Resident Evil, Lucky Number Slevin and any of the American Pie movies
4 places I've been on vacation to: Canada, USA, Malaysia, Singapore
4 of my favorite dishes: I don't have favorites. =D
4 places I would like to visit: Israel (see all the biblical places), Japan (see all the pretty girls =x), Taiwan (see Jolin!) and Korea (check out the biggest church in the world!)
4 Most overused words: "What the?", "retard", "amen", and in typing, "lol".. Lol. Whoops.
4 Tv shows I love to watch: Simpsons, Desperate Housewives, Friends, Lost.
4 bloggers I am tagging: Debbie, Sandy, Isabel, Hui Zhen (I'm tagging them 'cause I know none of them will do it =p)
List out the top 5 presents you wish for:
A MacBook Pro (starting to support Mac since the PC fair)! An iPod (who cares how many gigs)! A new tattoo (yes, so soon)! New clothes (I need to start getting seriously gothic =x)! A girlfriend (LOL)!
Answer the following questions:
The person who tagged you: Eleanore... she didn't do the things I tagged her before though -.-
Your relationship with him/her is: Siblings-in-Christ, ex-cellgroup member.
Your 5 impressions of him/her: Uh, roasted! LOL. Nah... let's see... caring, crappy, sacrificial, emo on slides (cellgroup joke), tigress (she slaps people hard!)
The most memorable thing he/she had done for you: Let me stay in her place whenever I needed?
The most memorable words he/she had said to you: "I love my sheeps."
If he/she becomes your lover, you will: Think about how to not get slapped.
If he/she becomes your lover, things he/she has to improve on will be: Stop being emo on slides, and learn to slap less painfully.
If he/she becomes your enemy, you will: Run away! Beware the slaps!
If he/she becomes your enemy, the reason will be: It will never happen =)
For him/her now is: All the best in the new cellgroup.
Your overall impression of him/her is: A very good friend with scary slaps.
How do you think people around you will feel about you? If they don't know me? Evil, terrorist, gangster, gothic, emo... -.-. If they know me, well... let's leave it up to them to decide.
The characteristic(s) you love of yourself is/are: Honest, humorous, direct.
On the contrary, the characteristic (s) you hate of yourself is/are: Intolerance of retards. No kidding -.-.
The most ideal person you want to be is: the ultimate example of "don't judge a book by its cover".
For people that like and care for you, say something to them: Love you all... words cannot express the gratitude and love I have for all of you. Thanks for everything, and well... hope I can be as good a friend as you all have been to me.
Pass this quiz to 10 people
1. Debbie
2. Isabel
3. Hui Zhen
4. Jonathan
5. Gary
6. Koh Wee
7. Fu Qi
8. Olivia
9. Candice
10. Shi Min
(Chosen again 'cause they won't do this also!)
Who is No. 6 having a relationship with? He's single
Is No. 9 a female or male? Definitely a female.
If No. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? Uh, I'd laugh! Sorry =x. It'd be interesting alright.
How about No. 8 and 5? Gary and Olivia? They both read my blog... so to prevent myself from being killed by Flasher and Farter, I'll keep quiet. Heh!
What is No. 2 studying about? Roman numerals and the books "How to Be The Greatest Roman Soldier" and "How To Lose Some Weight"... HA!
When was the last time you had a chat with No. 3? Serious chat? Ages ago. Brief chat? A few days ago.
What kind of music band does No. 8 like? Clash I think? I think she likes "gassy" bands... =x.
Does No. 1 have any siblings? Nopes! She's a lone bee~~~
Will you woo No. 3? Nopes. Just not attracted to her in that way. Though someone else is...
How about No. 7? I'm not gay!
Is No. 4 single? You bet!
What's the surname of No. 5? Su
What's the name of No. 10? Shi Min?
What's the hobby of No. 4? Playing with his wife. Okay, that sounds so wrong... I meant his guitar.
Do No. 5 and 9 get along well? I don't know? Same zone though... So I assume yes.
Where is No. 2 studying at? TP. Tyco Pass. LOL.
Talk something casually about No. 1? She's a bee! "And she looks like a flower but stings like a bee" *Doing William Hung dance*
Have you tried developing feelings for No. 8? Huh? Have I tried to develop feelings? Lol... I'm more weary of her burps and farts... whoops.
Where does No. 9 live at? Her house?
What colour does No. 4 like? Uh, I'm assuming blue?
Are No. 5 and 1 best friends? Nopes... but she admires his photography skills though.
Does No. 7 like No. 2? She's his auntie right?
How did you get to know No. 2? We met when her airball captain Xin Mei decided to show me more members of her team... HA!
Does No. 1 have any pets? I don't know if her hamster is dead yet. =x.
Is No. 7 the sexiest person in the world? I don't judge men's sexiness! So no comment... ha!
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4:24 AM
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Wednesday, September 5, 2007
After so long, I'm finally walking away...
It's my choice.
It's my right.
It's what should have been done so long ago.
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12:41 AM
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Sorry for the lack of updates!
Freaking busy for the last week.
Worked 4 days straight at the Comex IT fair at Suntec, plus a 5 day chalet at Pasir Ris. Yikes! Toss in many basketball matches, injured feet, injured fingers, a sucky colleague, and several nights of FIFA 2006 and Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly with everyone screaming while I play, and a serious lack of sleep all add up to the reason why my blog hasn't been updated in a week. (What a lame excuse)
Nah! They all add up to why I'm so dead tired and exhausted.
Anyhoo, I'll blog the details soon. Just a post to say I'm still alive!
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12:31 AM
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