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Saturday, September 13, 2003

Sighz, 24 hours a day is seriously not enough for me, so many things to do, and only 24 hours a day. Guess i need better time management to get my things done faster, can't keep doing last minute work. Literally wasted the whole afternoon for pw, though the hydrophonics farm was quite interesting, got this guy to show me and mingyue around, explaining to us the process while we constantly bombard him with questions. haha~. Ya, and before that, took the wrong bus at yishun twice!!, like how much worse can it get?!? late by around half an hour, and guess what, its because the lady told me the wrong directions...twice...our faces were juz blank when i found out there its the wrong direction again..-_-!

Speaking of being late, I realised that being punctual is not a virtue everyone has. I admit i was late a couple of times, but i'm usually on the dot, if not earlier. I just don't understand, is it really THAT hard to be on time? hah, of course, there might be some really worthy reasons, that i understand, but the rest? Those who are almost always late? heh,i can name quite a few buggers out there! =p. A society without such people is not called a society eh?

Wishing...; 9/13/2003 01:30:00 AM

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