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Monday, March 02, 200910:07 PM
Once for Twice.

Quick post.

You won't be able to imagine how lucky I was today.
I was walking home alone from school and just when I reached the traffic light to get to GV,
my mum called me and said she'll fetch me home cause it's raining in Sembawang already.
How sweet of her eh?

So I walked back to school and waited for her at the security post,
with my earphones plugged in (heartbeats by jose gonzalez)
Then my mum called and told me to wait outside the school gate instead.

So out went the merry me!
I walked towards the zebra crossing.
And then I leaned on the friendly little yellow black lamp post.









AND HOLEY MOLEY!!
































































The paint on it was WETTTTTTT.


So my shoulder has patches of black and yellow.
Cool eh? So lucky eh?
So bloody embarrassing okay! >.< color="#33cc00">'Why you go lean on the lamp post?! Ask you wait a while only!'

blahblahblah.

I ask you, would you lean on something if you have the chance to?
Yes right? Don't act like you got backbone or whatever lah hor.
I know you'll feel like it :X

I wanted to talk back real badly but I just went

'How I know the paint haven't dry?!'

I swore I could have cursed and swore (not at my mum, but at my luck) at that point of time.
But luckily I had my earphones plugged in (broken strings by James Morrison)
It's a pieceful song, so yah, thank God.







MY UNLUCKINESS DOES NOT END THERE!!!!





Okay lah, this is nothing much.
To me, it's a big issue.

When the stupid lift finally reached the ground floor,
that stupid malay man just HAD to decide let out a fragrant fart before exiting.
And man, it stinks like !@#$%^&*.

I live in the 16th floorth okay!
So I had to force myself not to inhale all the way up.
Hard work okay! :/

Hmph, who knows?
Maybe I might just trip and fall later.

>:/


Grrrrrrrrrr!!







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