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June 13, 2007

Totally owned. And did I mentioned totally?



26 points. 3 immediate failures. 100+ bucks down the drain had it been a real test. Fortunately it wasn't and I live to die another day. Mistakes learned, and I guess it'll be better the next time.

Thanks to some fella, I rescued my 60 bucks. She woke me up when I had all but forgotten about driving this morning. So i'm doing her a favour by posting this. Happy now?

Having my 2 wks break now. Isn't much of a 'break' for me. SP cheats our feelings by putting MST immediately after it. So I still need to study! At least I need not wake up early every morning to squeeze with the 74 chiong-ers. Really feel exhausted predicting which time the bus will have seats. Otherwise I'll have to stand all the way to AMK MRT before I can get a seat. Sleeping on the bus fatigues you more than you think too.

Worked at the Swiss Club that bitch introduced last Sat. I never had this much fun working in the past, especially in some fucked-up Amalfi place. We even had the time to gulp down some wine and delicacies, not to mention the salmon that gave me a terrible diarrhoea. My chocolate prata, super-sour lemon ice-cream, tiramisu cakes, prawns.. woooo, still fresh in my head. But walking around entirely shagged me out and I decided to sleep at the lobby until the next morning.


Credits: Beauty Foo

ok. I'm just joking. Its too unglam. I still managed to survive the cab trip back home, just to be sneezing until 6 'cos of the dust in the mats we rolled.

Gotta continue my report. I can't understand why those fellas copied everything from websites into the damn report. And now I have to edit and edit and edit and edit and edit and edit...... BAHS!


Posted by will at 2:28 AM