Dying Thoughts Of A Paper-Backed Writer (Wannabe)

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Hi, my life is mother boring.

More boring than words can describe.

So I shall not allow my lack of vocabulary to further emphasise my bored boring life.

Spent my Easter with 2 groups of people, the first, included one who woke up at 7:55am, when we were supposed to meet at 8am, but rushed down by 8:10 am. Amazing.

The second, was 2 people who refused to take photos with me, but allowed me to take photos of them. Weird.

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Monday was dinner at BotakJones with Mr (soon to be) Botak (Jones)Wong.
I told you he's an Ahbeng. And we nearly got lost, hilarious!

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Bao (- Seef) on Wed, when I called to ask where they were, I had the shock of my life, "Fish & Co".
Sorta objected so we went Crystal Jade (Yay, Chinese Food!), squeezed through Bugis St. minutes before it closed, with Alicia's classic, "Can I go to the toilet first?"
And holding up workers of Ice Monster cos we went at 22:08 when they shut at 22:00. Oops. But we helped them make quite a bit of business.

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Impromptu lunch with the Patrick Star on Thursday, who braved the rain, and found her way to the "agar agar building" (Look like agar agar meh!). Yummy nasi lemak, plus milky-enough-Iced Milk Tea, and more walks in the rain. My brave pain-from-needles survivor!

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Then dinner, with THREEOFUS,
#1: Hair-py with Hair.
#2: I'll let you figure what the picture is for, but hint: Don't look at us. The background's more interesting. Especially the backdrop of the person in the background.
#3: Ah Lian/Beng/Hui in the making, yoh!
#4: random
#5: The difference between a Dancer, a soon-to-lose-his-sanity armyboy, and an Athlete.
#6: Hungry. (Pong, you see that? NO SMOKING)

Food there was somewhat disappointing, but I'm willing to give it a second try. Haha.
But I hate Western! Shall wait for the craving.

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This auntie damn slow! Called at 3:52pm saying she ended work, called at 4:40 something, "Oh I'm at Boon Keng already"
Pictures 2, 3, 4 are stages of our durian fest,
and we blasted 38$ on those 3 durians man.

The last picture is happyhappy durian smiles with durian shells!

All right, photo captions another day, I'm lazy.

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The success of a younger generation, usually depends on that of the previous.

Because skills, experiences, advice, are usually passed down from one to another.
So when one fails, do you blame the failures,
or their mentors?

Is it their incompetence,
or the mentor's insufficient guidance?
Or worse, the mentor's over helpfulness.

We're sorry to hear this,
I really am.

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The Sun is amazingly hot today! I like, I like!

I'm burping durians and tomyam soup, they taste like Peach Vodka.

I sold my N6680! I'm so lost without it, all my memos are written on scraps of paper, and my phonebook is empty!! (cos I'm lazy to copy it).