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End Of ICT…

Ok, it ended.

And so, I went back to office to get something in my no.4, and then to IMM for some shopping.

And then, home.

So sianz.

Matching Thoughts

hmmm…

How nice it is, when you are thinking of a song’s lyrics, and then, the next song in your mp3 player is that song?

Lol.

Ok I boliao…

At Home...

Home since 4pm.

And now. Back to camp.

Before that, let me update my songs in my player.

Hmm.

[edited at 12am]
Things are getting interesting. Surprises. I love surprises! Lol!

I used to think, how nice it will be, if someone (maybe someone I like, or whatever) gives me a surprise. A good one.

A bad surprise, is known as shock, by the way. Haha…

So far, off-hand, I can remember 2. Both were bday surprises. Hee.

Come think of it, I seldom had surprises. But I like to give people surprises. Is it the inner me, saying that since I am not getting much surprises, I ought to give people surprises, so as to see their happy faces?

It really takes an effort… At least for me. People that have got surprises from me, are special to me in one way or another.

I think, I am just hopeless in this field. Lol!!

Ok. Sleep time.

It rained…

It rained in the morning. Just the way I liked it to be…

But I am not standing in the rain.

No.

Hmmm.

All I want to say is that they don’t really care about us…

Yeah. I am lazy, and too sian to elaborate on the title of this post.

Maybe next time.

Or maybe never.

Staying In…

Stayed in last night. Tonight too.

1 song kept ringing in my mind yesterday. A song by S.H.E. I cannot possibly put the lyrics here now. Lol…

I wondered how, but somehow, I managed to have a crappy dream this morning. Really, quite crap. Can’t remember much though, but really, it’s crap.

Ok. Enough of crap.

Hmmm. What am I looking for? Something mutual? Maybe?

Or maybe I should stop looking for anything.

I think, I need advice from guru… Lol.

I got some idea to write down, but I don’t think I want to write while in camp. Afterwards, I may just forget what I had in mind.

Maybe, forgetting what you have tried to do, is a good thing? Lol…

Ok. Time to get out of bed.

Classified…

hmmm… Classify means, the process of making something more classy…

Wahaha… Ok I lame…

Hmmm… Am I bored or what…

Sunday at the YC

Hmm… woke up via the human alarm clock: the back pain. Duhz.

I really have to do something about it asap. I can’t be always working at 60%.

Ate breakfast at home, and the breakfast elsewhere, before proceeding to work. Saw a big fat cat at Tampines area. Really big and fat. Too bad, I did not have a camera with me. LOL…

Big fat cats… Garfield… LOL…

Anyway, went to try to make things work, but failed as usual. Collected some data, but I need time to go through them slowly.

Yes, I have lots of time, but I cannot do much, without a computer.

On the way to YC, the cab suddenly steered to the left, and then later, flew over the stupid hump. zzz. The driver must have dozed off somehow.

There’s 1 crazy guy that came knocking on the container door, and requested for help to launch his soooo big yacht. Do I look like a boat launcher to you? Basket… helped you for free, still tell me to faster. wtf.

After that, called cab. Cab drivers are very practical people. You say ’safyc to tampines’, no one will pick up the booking, but when you say ’safyc to orchard’, a booking came in very quickly.

Ate, and then went home slowly. Went to buy this potato twist snack at clementi. Quite nice. Then MRT to JE, went to the library, and grabbed another book, “Next”. And then, waited for 143.

When I say, ‘go home slowly’, I don’t mean waiting for the bus for like 20-30 minutes. I wondered where were all the 143s. Because 6 buses got burnt in the morning, schedules all changed already? Hmmm… But there’s lots of 14s around. I saw 14 in front and behind the 14 I was in, quite frequently.

But anyway, still reached home. Oh well.

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The big fat cat reminded me of an incident that happened yesterday. LOL… I was walking home from the bus stop. I was carrying some food, and some other stuffs. Suddenly, at the car park, 1 cat started to brisk-walk towards me. I was like… eh… I don’t have food for you wor…

Then suddenly, the cat slowed down his pace (duno he or she la, just assume is he), and still continued to walk towards me, like nothing happened like that…

I guess, the cat must be thinking… “wahlao… see wrong, damn malu! I better act as if I am crossing the road, and not because I think I see food…”

Anyway, cats are short-sighted in the daytime, so… hahaha… see wrongly lor…

Guitar Broke??

Har? Guitar broken? You mean the strings broke? No?

You mean, the guitar’s broken?

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Yes, the above happened to my glossy black guitar. It broke. The part where the strings start, near the place where the right hand usually is.

Funny. LOL.

There goes 1 guitar. Hmm… I wonder if I should feel sad over it.

Maybe not too much. Just sianz that, I am back at home, and I HAVE NO GUITAR TO PLAY.

Kns…

Ok, back to keyboard. Hopefully it still works.

Skype Conversation…

A: You online?

Me: Ya. My phone can online.

A: what are you doing? so free…

Me: Doing nothing. They gone out. I in camp.

A: ai yo, then do something more meaningful…dun waste time like that!

Me: I am. But you message me. I have to reply mah…

A: no what i mean is, do things like (censored. job-related stuffs)

*maintain silent comms*

A: I got to go already… bye

Me: Ok see ya…

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Some people just don’t get it. LOL…

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Anyway, while in camp, I have been thinking of boliao things, besides trying to throw that occasional back problem aside. So boliao, I don’t think they should be mentioned here.

Or maybe I should. But maybe not now.

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Frequently-asked-questions while in camp:

  1. How many high key and low key liao?
  2. When MR?
  3. Married or not?
  4. What job?

Actually, I like going back for ICT, if not for this stupid back problem. ICT is a time when you see some people that have cheong-ed with you years ago. The first day in camp, I was busy saying hi to lots of people, even though I have forgotten their names for some of them. It’s the familiarity. It’s like 6 years ago. Doing this and that, hating this and that, and cursing this and that.

Interesting…

Yes, and we had some discussion over it too. Wahahhaa…