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.


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Cell.

I feel restricted here. I have to restrain myself from saying so many things and all that I am saying here are so superficial. I won't exactly say that it is driving me up the wall. Let's just say, I am not fond of such a feeling.

I won't be updating too often, just for this duration. Life is pretty mundane for me now. I don't even know what to say.

Wait, let me just alter my words. I won't be posting any lengthy entry too frequently now. I'm hoping I would have a fulfilling Friday this week. If fate and luck permits (oh, whatever), you'll be in for a treat. I'm referring to a substantial post. Good plans (but just too many of them) are lining up, minus the fact that I'll be sitting for my first paper on that very day.

Oh, please! Let Friday be a brilliant day.

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