Have you ever been on a train, travelling alone, glancing out of the windows to enjoy the view, reminiscing of your past, planning your future and thinking of the people you used to have fun with- secondary school pals, vague primary school memories, cousins whom you used to be so close to and suddenly when all hits puberty, you only see them once per year during chinese new year......all good, all good, when suddenly you're interrupted abruptly by some small snortel; a very slight nasal sound, some sort of............snore....... then you look toward the direction of the disconcerting source,

Random night of randomness to random files and random laughter. It was one of those emotional nights when you're all alone at home and no one to talk to, you had an afternoon nap and just can't get to sleep your mind just starts wandering about the streets just outside your home, about the poor children in Afghanistan, about the activities planned for tomorrow to fill your day; but at the end of it all you just feel so alone,

(scene change, lights out, backstage crew to pull set props away, main lead sits on the floor wearing white translucent night gown, sad music fades in, LX spot light 15 degrees channels in on main lead)

Its always great to have really entertaining friends around cos you can always count on them to cheer you up with their crazy entics no matter what time, or where, or even through what medium. It's like their minds are made of stainless steel jingling screws, those kind you see in pens, that spring up whenever you press the click shut. It just springs up and up with that never ending energy (reminds me of kingkoll advertisment) SERGEANT terence is one of them. We were talking about fame and pretty ladies websites. i can't remember what we were mumbling about online when he suddenly sent me this:






haha.... my house was wrecked with what seems like a baby gurgle at 3am in the morning, one room, one light, one computer, one soul, one laughter.... Thank you for making me smile when i needed the humour:)

ok ok, let me do the expressive, entertaining, facile yakking that awards ceremonies have to endure: Thank my mother who obviously gave birth to me, thank you my advertising company Terence.CO who doesn't know my full name, thanks to Corel Paint Shop Pro via Jasc software who so successfully allow Hoi Polloi's to create the most sophisticated edition of posters and image editing that changed the lives of many. (speaking of personal testimony)

♥i'm soaring high anyway.....

♥I'm a girl with 2 eyes, a nose and a mouth

♥Alot of things in life that money can't buy



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