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title: My computer is a female.
date: Tuesday, October 27, 2009
time: 10:39 PM
Sorry for not posting! My computer crashed yesterday. And it's working now. Guess it's having her period.. Well, shall start from yesterday.

Yesterday, school was great as exams are over and there won't be any lessons. And during the extra lesson, we laughed throughout, even after that, till 5pm. Everything were so hilarious yesterday, shooting posture, accidents, and breakage.

Shall tell you all some. Clausen was going after the basketball. He did not stop after stopping the ball, and crashed into a pole. We thought we saw his hands holding the pole away from his face, but he landed flat on the ground facing the sky. We laughed darn loud and his nose started to bleed.

Next, I was crossing people with the basketball, and I think I accidentally lose control of the ball, the ball rolled slowly towards a bench, knock it and the metal below it dropped with a 'clank'.

I promise that I had never laughed like this before. Jaw hurts and started to get a slight headache after that. Rushing home, I prepared and father fetched my mum and I to school to attend the Cambodia trip meeting from 6-7.30pm. Later, we went to J8 by 55. The bus driver is really irritating. He stepped on the gear ONLY when there's no power to keep the bus moving, so it moved like.. BRRrrrr... BRRrrrr... BRRrrrr... That means, it's also going at a very slow rate. Now I know why there's another 55 behind it.

Bishan doesn't have any shop to clean my Gucci bag. So mum and I took a bus to Thomson. Reached there, doesn't have a place to clean my bag too. So, left home with mum. On the way... We saw 855. And it's driving away, so 2 aunties and my mum started running for it, while I walked slightly faster, still enjoying my bacon and cheese bread. Mum was first! She boarded the bus first, and I boarded the bus last. Conclusion, I won in not becoming a kiasu and kiasi Singaporean, and being the most modest among them. Walao, they ran like fighting chickens, mum was first, imagine that.. despite her age compared to the other two aunties..

Yay, mum allowed me to get a dog once anytime or once we moved house. I am planning to get 2 hamsters and a golden retriever. Hey, it's for knowing and learning more on how to love, care and be responsible okay. It'll be my few years training before I get into a relationship!

Today, day was same as usual. Fun I think. I can only hear Jinfa's laughter during the extra lesson as I was sleeping my way through. Changed out of my school PE as I don't want to stink for the appointment. Fast forward, reached home. Computer was working again. Talked to Jinfa as he teach me on how to download songs. I told him to tell me something. Then when he teached me a hell lot of things, I said I know la, dumbdumb. So he straight gave me a fuck you la!!! Hilarious..

Anyone watched the 9pm show?! Olympic! Today's one was sad and meaningful to me, I think. Cause, it shows how everyone and everyone gave up on Felicia Chin. But she did not. Still, she work her way to hope to be accepted again one day.

Like I said, even if the world gives up on me, I won't.

Little will remember a million good you have done, alot will remember a fault you have made. So this is the new verse I came up with. Logical isn't it?

I realised that yes, this world, it's always prey and predators. but one can choose not to be any of them. I've choosen not to be any of them. Not to backstab in return, to keep comments to myself, to stop showing anger that once represents power to me. Now, from a different angle, being powerful like this is nothing in some other people's eyes.

Read Angel II anyone? Those stories got me further to realise what changes I need. The skin should be taken off now, I won't be needing it. In life, changes are inevitable.


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