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February 25, 2008

or maybe not.

but dying on a birthday would be nice

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January 03, 2011

a running tap is what my nose aspires to be. a moon crater is what my leg aspires to be. a healthy adult is what i aspire to be. somewhat normal is what i'll never be.

i can be a lil cocky. but i keep it under control. a lotta stuff happened this week. but i shall keep it under wraps for now. motorbike lessons and me are doing great. i had Practical 2.02 yesterday night. there were 6 of us. 2 passed; one was a fourth-timer and the other was a first-timer. and of course, yours truly was the first timer. "you have riding experience?" the instructor asked while on the road "i drive" that's what i would answer each time that question is asked. and now, i have at least 11 Michael Jackson albums in my iPod. that amounts to at least 111 songs altogether. mmm...

fittin' in

April 08, 2008

amidst all the joy. do you know its really hard fittin' in? the guys there are really not my kinda guys. i mean... "jangan tutup pintu (dont close the door) " guy "oh im sorry" me and he replied with a sarcastic, thick fake Brit accent..."ouh, its all right" when they have convo with me, they usually do it in Malay. and i reply back in English. and they still carry on with the convo in Malay with the hopes that i converse in Malay. or maybe they're too used to Malay there. one reason. ITE. no offense but majority of them are from there. and the only friend i have there is Soon Hao and an Indian lady whos worked at TRU for 9years. we are like the outcast. _____________________________________ 3 pics on normal days, i'd take up to 40 random pics per day. but not today... and here they are. lunch i didnt know Orchard Road had cheap malay food. bahh. like the serving was too much. and i got to eat my childhood food. whatever it is called. its that ...