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Friday, September 19, 2008


Apparently, not only Adeline's family neglects Adeline, I neglect my God too.
I've been taking everything for granted. I blame Him, but He has always been there. I was just too blind.

My estate should be featured on Discovery Channel; I see all sort of weirdo stuff when I walk my backbreaking 15 minutes walk home everyday. Talk about creepiness. I've seen komono lizards or dragons, whatever they're called, that's as long as half my leg. See lizards, ants crowding over dead coackroaches bodies, uh ... dead wasps, weird bugs, moths, bees. I seriously didn't realised I lived in some sort of insect museum-,-

And today, I spotted some guy jogging in his underwear-,- Oh gosh. Total speedo-swimsuit-lookalike. Hello? Have some self preservation and dignity, man. And he doesn't even have an eight pack, much less a six pack (perhaps a four pack). When it comes to almost-nudity, home is sweet.

Anyway, yaayy, dnt completed! Jane and I stayed in school until 5, eating "cheng wan" and uh talking about random stuff. It was speak chinese day! Ha, cue the idiot Melo. Was having difficulty most of the time. Sigh, gotta brush up on my chinese. CC pqc today! Was quite alright. God blessed me :D

Talk about randomities, Jane and I decided to ask everyone (four people) to bring their primary report books! Hahahaha. Then we can laugh at them :D

WHEEE, DANCE CLASS TOMORROW.
PATRICK, BE THERE!