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Friday, March 10, 2006

Wow, so surprised I came back alive after cycling from bukit timah to my house. Not that its a very far distance but it sure is tiring, especially with a bag. Just like fund said, the road back is longer than it seems. Way longer. And yes, along the way i passed by queensway shopping center and had a pit stop to shop for PINK clothes for Karen's bdae party. Trust her to come up with such an unfair dress code!!! Must protest!!

Anyway I managed to watch a movie called "IT" today. Its by Stephen King and was produced like around 10 years ago. Special effects then were so... backwards then that the supposedly horrifying scenes came out pretty much as jokes now, but i guess back then it must have done wonders. Anyway, I like it a lot, more then those stupid brainless horror movies nowadays with no storyline whatsoever. When i watch it i had the 'can't wait for the next scene to unveil' feeling, the want to know what's gonna happen next feeling. The first time i got this feeling out of a horror movie :).

Tired...I don't think i wanna post everything out here, shall bring them to my dreams. G'night everyone.

Tired but feeling great.
Wishing...; 3/10/2006 01:33:00 AM

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I look back: the sun-baked railway tracks are hidden
By stormclouds- even if they change their shape,
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The yesterdays left behind by the seasons...

Chasing, chasing the fading vapor trails
The signal is given too early- we start laughing
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