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Monday, October 27, 2008

bbq at gab's
pinnacle @ 16

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Saturday, October 25, 2008

been a fucking fucking hectic past 2 weeks. kudos to 0809 that has endured the entire shit phase. u jin salutes everyone for job well done. =)

the torturous late nights back home, the 9pm dinner at shokudo, va va vroom cafe, the beer drinking at S Club, Loof and Wala Walas, the bonds...FXssss....UTssss.....ELNsssss....PCIssss...etc..etc..the carsons' the darwins', the presentation infront of roger *by the way is an investment analyst* and the rest of the panel of I-KNOW-EVERYTHING people will be duely remembered. =)

eileen, gabriel and brian. thanks for everything and everything. the knowledge, patience and life experiences will be so so valuable. appreciated 110%.

iam darn sure iam so gonna miss odean. but most importantly, 0809.

who cares about the lee wen sis', magdelenes' or christines'. 0809 still rocks to the max! haha.

dinner at angus with gabriel. marcus, daniel, andy, mel and liting.

me and jing.

the dudes.

Standard Chartered Bank - aloha cum sports wear cum outserve with passion

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Saturday, October 11, 2008

to forget you. that is the most impossible thing to do.to forget is just an interpretation. an immeasurable love’s memories can never be wiped off. time doesn’t devour memories: it just slowly, painfully converts it into fragments of a dream. occasionally, something will spark the wrath of the dream, and the dream will alter into a memory again. to forget you, is not to remember you. every single detail in life reflects you. every ntuc and cold storage I see, every cokelight I drink, every shirt I wear. but to forget you, what I have to do is not to remember you. not to remember that we grocery shopped like married couples in that cold storage, not to remember that we once shared that cokelight, not to remember that you bought me that shirt. for now, sinking into a memory of one of the touches you stroked on me, I cannot remember the physical touch, but I can remember the delicacy of it. have I forgotten you? when I tried to forget you, I had just thought of you again. as my mind revolves with your image, again and again?

everything on the table seemed to contain fragments of our memories together. the 2 bus ticket folded hearts you gave me on those very rare occasions when we took a bus, the mickey and minnie soft toy that we each had at marina south, the first neoprint we took at 2005.

we were close to three years into our relationship then. there was no sign of any loss in love, and our relationship was as steady as a rock. friends around me would always ask when are we getting married. I just smiled through their comments, although I knew their remarks contained a certain tingle of truth. i thought we are the finished article. i thought.

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Sunday, October 5, 2008

hahahahahaaa......

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Friday, October 3, 2008

yet another fucking hectic week. was at MAS one of the days where i stupidly get off at cityhall where it is supposed to be at tanjong pagar. AND I BLOODY KNEW THE PLACE. but i just dunno why i alighted there. haha. nvm. and so dropped by at RBS which was sam's new working place. smells A-T-A-S. haha. was greeted by this customer service manager and she hounded sam for not introducing us. hahaha. yes. yes. yes. kate. kate. kate.

this bugger has been consistently blackmailing me with my drunken shots which he gleefully took that fateful day. hahahaa. neverrr everrrr get drunk again! you got to bear the painful consequences! hahahaa. hmmm...sulian tan-wijaya, may wan, choy wan and even michelle yeoh was at the forbidden mansion party. but i did not even see any of them. hmmmm...too drunk? hahahaa.

anyway, overheard this pretty amusing conversation between a 14yr old girl i suppose. *holding a sec 2 geography text* and a 14yr old boy i suppose?

the way the english language was quoted is purely NOT ME. MIND YOU.
boy " i whacked that guy till he's pi on the floor lor! then i kicked his head! "

girl " *impressed* wahh. then that guy how?? wahhh...u sibeh fierce lor. "

boy " ar boh den! knn...i whack sure win one lor. "

hahahaha!
HAHAHAHAHAAAHAAA!
WUAHAHAHAHAAAHAAAAAAA.....!!!

this pudgy pimply short piece of fucktard. he really irks me. and i have this fucking uncanny bad habit of finding trouble with fucktards. hahaa.

i think i could easily kick this fucktard's ass. EASILY. FUCKING EASILY.

on an intellectual note. :)
phew. the 2nd attempt of bail out by the US was a success. hopefully this would simmer the see-sawing stock market for now.

u jin's so drained and tired and he falls asleep at 11pm. hahahaa.

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