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Sunday, December 19, 2004


aights. im back.

where was i...?
right.
so ima blog a lil here.

i'll start by stating some of my resolutions for 2005.

1. work hard for my academics no matter where i end up.

2. still no dying of hair.

3. still no piercing.

4. i dont wanna have a crush on anyone for this particular year.
its more than a resolution.
more like a pact.
heh.

5... 5... 5... to decrease my time spent with the computer.

6. to spend more time on sports particularly breakdancing.
i need to get that windmill to start spinning.

7. keep a low profile.

8. dont show off.

9. dont act cute.

10. basically just dont act lar haah.

11. be myself.
isnt that just like not acting to be something im not?
posing?
right.

12. make sure i get them [above] done.

aight.
thats quite a handful.
no?
ok.
i'll give u more then.

went bowling just now.
dale, meng, roy and i.
blindly followed roy to the closed bowling alley at marina.
then we went to marina bay and bowled there instead.

whats the difference between marina and marina bay?
i suggest u figure it out yourself coz i wont be helpful enuff to telling u.

anyway.
anyway.
anyway.
umm.
dale bowled.
meng bowled.
roy bowled.
i bowled.
so whats there to know?
how'd we perform?
maybe u should tag along and watch?
good idea?
no?
suit urself.

gawdd... ive been really mean these days havent i?

after bowling, we went to the nearby arcade.
dale played.
roy played.
meng and i watched.

+yawn
isnt this boring?
do u still intend to continue reading?
yes, no?

after that.
we took 410 till the end.

hahh.
who am i kidding?
410 in kallang???
we took 400 all the way.
we ended up in front of Haji Muhammad Salleh Mosque at palmer road/shenton way/idontcare.

btw, im nt sure if the place was kallang.
dont kill me if it aint.

man.
this place is really really really creepy.
u know why?
its so secluded.
so ulu.
tall buildings but unlike in town, the place is like rejected.
so few people.
and everything's like so hidden.
the BK is hidden, 7-eleven is hidden.
even shell petrol station is hidden.
and i dont mean hidden as in behind the tall buildings.
its camouflaged.
like, it being part of a tall building with nicely tiled walls and stuff.
hard to explain.
u gotta see it for urself.

why did i describe the place as creepy?
its just ulu.
uh?
whatever.

i think thats enuff.
right?
whether yes or no i dont care.
coz i feel that it is enuff.
so since im the founder/director/producer/blogger/leader/boss/lamer/blah/blablablah/etcetcetc
of this blog, i shall end it here.
right here, right now.


++ posted by Hans @ 11:29 pm |

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