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Thursday, February 05, 2009
because i have this need to be random

i'm drying my hair now. it's wayyy past midnite n i'm dead tired. but i need to dry my hair.
AND my deputy GM jus added me on facebook. FB sucks la now it's like tok kok and shit must all censor properly.
i tink i dunch care anymore.

today i went to the naval base. and in my 1st 5 mins i decided i wanna work in a ship and sail on the seas for months at a time. then the next 5 mins i decided i was being silly. so after that we had lunch with some LTCs and i must be stupid to have even thought they were scary pple, but really they're so normal and funny and i dunno if they were serious when they said OK to bringing me on board 1 of 'em navy vessels. hehehe

and the last random thing before i hit the sack i'm dead tired.
see i had no breakfast today, black pepper chicken chop for lunch, after that egg tart, followed by loads of sashimi (salmon belly dunch pray pray, swordfish, amber jack, amaebi, and they were much sweeter considering we endured a fucking 1.5hrs of jam to get to parkway), then some yoghurt after sashimi, and ended the night off with mini steamboat hahaha!

but nothing compares to the mini steamboat at novena.

i shat (past tense of shit) them alll out when i got home. wat a waste of money.



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graduating. and pretty much lost. black hair, brown eyes, never sick of sashimi.

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