Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Sunday, April 06, 2008

I, in the name of Jean, is greatly inspired by Jean's mind. But inspiration means nothing, after all, Jean is Jean, you are you. We were made imperfect because there is someone out there to complement us. Of course, I had a great time with Anne, Syafiqah, Siska, Timothy, Mark and Xuan Jie today, for our CIP, Flag Day. We ultimately parted, off to different locations. So Anne and Timothy, along with me, stood by. Just so you know, for goodness's sake, it was my third time asking for donations.

In any case, on the whole, I enjoyed myself pretty much. Towards the end of my day spent outside, I was with Nabilah. As usual, we headed to the T1 for Popeyes.

Popeyes, I regard him as a legendary figure. How admirable he can be. Problems simply resolved by popping in a tin of spinach which has always been his trademark. If only in reality, problems can be solved in a moment. Then what would worries, stress, pressure be? A source of vitamin or franchises of steroids? A tin of spinach. Yeah, perhaps a poisonous type that would send you to your coffin. For all you may know, maybe an alcoholic one, to let you escape from your misery. Drink your sorrows away. All hail, spinach!

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY, COACH DAVEN! Happy NS-ing in SCDF(:

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