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, July 26, 2009

Back on track, please.

I was deliberating really hard earlier on if I should post an entry or not. Before that, I was typing out my reply to my mum's letter. I know it isn't as sincere as penning a letter itself, but I guess the number of words can compensate, somehow or rather. It was a 888 words essay. Doesn't that number sound auspicious to you?

My day started with a morning call from soulmate. Let me just tell you, that has never been published in the book of records. The tables have turned.
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This may sound silly and ridiculous, but suddenly, I don't want to carry on..
In summary, I went back to school with soulmate for filming.

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