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Friday, December 23, 2005


It has been a great week.

It passed REALLY fast.

I think I slept through it. BFG once said (I remember writing this down before), an average child spends half his or her life sleeping. A 4 year-old is only 8. A 3 year-old is not 1.5, as quoted by the man himself. He's only 1. Get the idea? There was one day, Mon I think, when I slept for 18 hours. I didn't need all that rest; I just snoozed for 11 hours before that hibernation process. Heck, when Staff was screwing the whole team, I was snoring. He was so pissed he just walked off.

So technically, I'm about 5 years younger.


So that's my FTX. Nothing spectacular, or miserable in anyway. More like an excursion in the park. My only regret was that I didn't hitch a ride in the BV with Ah Heng at all.

There was one terrifying moment though. Right now, sitting here, I could have been without three of my left toes, starting from the biggest. Or even my whole left foot. After all, the weight of a certain SM1 is about 30 tons. I had most of it on my foot.

It lasted probably just a micro-second, but I'll remember it for the rest of my life.


And I'm not going India. Mixed feelings. I'll give a more throughout go-through tomorrow. After the 1G party SIAN.


Before I really knock out (and a few years off my age block), I would like to re-emphasize: please don't take my words as a vessel to convey what I truly feel. It's about 0230 as I'm writing this, and people tend to blurt incoherent stuff. Like: Jo has a nasty secret. Try and drag it out of him.


Oh. And I really need to buy flowers. La la la...

_'Jx]- faded at 1:54 AM