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Saturday, April 15, 2006

I kept thinking of the selling flag job i could have taken. GOOD FRIDAY

nvrmnd job, i'm still alive at 105 pounds. taylen came over and i was deciding btwn my adidas top and my emo blue stripe shirt. i chose the former. hur

anyway we took took 3 buses to expo which was so far away. it was beginning to rain when we got there and settled at bk fer lunch. then it started to rain, and rain, and rain more heavily. and the unusually weird thing about expo is that the shelter there allows rain to pass through. fuck

taylen and i shared a table with a malay couple, under an umbrella big enough to not cover my back from getting wet. aftr about 5 mins, the rain got really big and we were the only dumb 4 to still be eating there.

'AIYA DONT WORRY LAR, U GO OUT ALSO GET WET, MIGHT AS WELL EAT."

fer a second, i actually felt that that was an advice from god. yea right taylen and i fled the scene soon aftr i woke up. we packed our coke and headed fer hall 6- book sale.

walked arnd and i got a novel while taylen happily got himself a self help, how to get really rich book. nice and while looking arnd there, the announcer kept erhmm, anouncing the case of a lost child. i tell u i can still remember her lines, nvr change.

" Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen. a small boy by the name of nicholas ng, of about 4 years old ( taylen laughed at that because he said why would a mom not know the age of her child, haha), wearing a green, erhmm a GREY t-shirt and baetch ( i totally fergotten how to spell this colour, pardon) pants. anyone who have seen him, please come to the information counter. thank you "

she repeated fer about 5 or 6 times. hope she helps the lady find her kid. anw we moved on to robinsons. taylen got himself an adidas deo, a pack of bum undies and 2 bottles of dettol body lotion. i didnt get nothing, i am a fussy old man.

queued up fer the longest time and sayonara expo. bus'd home aftr that. what a down tempo day, esp aftr a crazy chalet and other stuff. pretty good act, i felt relaxed and i step out of my doghouse aftr 2 days of cavemaning.

alrite thats fer now, i shall get some chocolates.
cya


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