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Written on: Thursday, February 05, 2009
Time: 11:36 PM
Now Playing: Road to Nowhere - Bullet For My Valentine
Pardon my last entry, I was just rather frustrated yesterday. It was meant for myself to just rant; without the need to bitch to anyone else. Frustrated people kill the moods of happier people, or at least I think they do.
So, I just got back home from a rather late dinner after a 6PM basketball training. Well, not much of training actually. More of practice for our game on Saturday with seemingly random entities. We played 3 full court games with some Chinese dudes and lost 2 of the 3. Shockingly, I didn't take the lost really hard. The last time I played with Chinese guys and lost, I looked as though the world was coming to an end.
Dinner was with Andre, Adrian and Ivan at Long John Silver. Chatted about the match on Saturday plus random bits of basketball. I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed that I don't screw up the game.. like heaving the ball at the 3 point line because I thought the timer-girl say "3 seconds left" when she said "30 seconds left". Ow. But I hope I do something cool again, like putting someone on his ass!
61 points for Kobe and 52 points plus a triple double for LeBron. W-o-w.
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I'm getting up early for glorious work again. I don't understand how my dad can sit in his office and mindlessly do drawings. I think he's not human. I'm going to probe his brain tonight.
I hate the feeling that I may not be able to go out with the clique or attend basketball trainings/etc. I'm definitely going to be tied down next week, excluding weekends, drawing up some stupid office at Maybank. Gah.
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I think the hair clip is the world's best invention yet. It salvages acne-devastated faces from even more pimples. I feel the need to snip off my fringe, but I've taken a liking to it. So for now, the hair clip is my best friend at home.
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Heroes is back! -Somersaults three times- First episode was quite entertaining, and I hope that the story arc take such a predictable turn as the last 2 seasons. For a start, I'm glad they're going to kill off some main characters. I want Elle back though. I miss those sadistic lightning-shooting action.
Ugh. It's going to take another 9 hours for the episode download!
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I bought 2 books for company - The Host by Stephanie Meyer and The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger. The Time Traveler's Wife is a fantastic story! Touching tale.
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Done. Ciao!
EDIT:
Nearly forgot! We were at dinner yesterday at 201 and Songhan told a joke. Translated, it goes "Xiao Ming's father has three children. One is called Tom, another is called Tommy. What is the name of the third child?" (I don't remember if this are the actual names.) As unfunny as it is now, Andre's confident reply was the bomb. He goes "Thomas" quite smugly. I hope no one reads this and says "huh". (:
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Written on: Thursday, February 05, 2009
Time: 11:36 PM
Now Playing: Road to Nowhere - Bullet For My Valentine
Pardon my last entry, I was just rather frustrated yesterday. It was meant for myself to just rant; without the need to bitch to anyone else. Frustrated people kill the moods of happier people, or at least I think they do.
So, I just got back home from a rather late dinner after a 6PM basketball training. Well, not much of training actually. More of practice for our game on Saturday with seemingly random entities. We played 3 full court games with some Chinese dudes and lost 2 of the 3. Shockingly, I didn't take the lost really hard. The last time I played with Chinese guys and lost, I looked as though the world was coming to an end.
Dinner was with Andre, Adrian and Ivan at Long John Silver. Chatted about the match on Saturday plus random bits of basketball. I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed that I don't screw up the game.. like heaving the ball at the 3 point line because I thought the timer-girl say "3 seconds left" when she said "30 seconds left". Ow. But I hope I do something cool again, like putting someone on his ass!
61 points for Kobe and 52 points plus a triple double for LeBron. W-o-w.
--
I'm getting up early for glorious work again. I don't understand how my dad can sit in his office and mindlessly do drawings. I think he's not human. I'm going to probe his brain tonight.
I hate the feeling that I may not be able to go out with the clique or attend basketball trainings/etc. I'm definitely going to be tied down next week, excluding weekends, drawing up some stupid office at Maybank. Gah.
--
I think the hair clip is the world's best invention yet. It salvages acne-devastated faces from even more pimples. I feel the need to snip off my fringe, but I've taken a liking to it. So for now, the hair clip is my best friend at home.
--
Heroes is back! -Somersaults three times- First episode was quite entertaining, and I hope that the story arc take such a predictable turn as the last 2 seasons. For a start, I'm glad they're going to kill off some main characters. I want Elle back though. I miss those sadistic lightning-shooting action.
Ugh. It's going to take another 9 hours for the episode download!
--
I bought 2 books for company - The Host by Stephanie Meyer and The Time Traveler's Wife by Audrey Niffenegger. The Time Traveler's Wife is a fantastic story! Touching tale.
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Done. Ciao!
EDIT:
Nearly forgot! We were at dinner yesterday at 201 and Songhan told a joke. Translated, it goes "Xiao Ming's father has three children. One is called Tom, another is called Tommy. What is the name of the third child?" (I don't remember if this are the actual names.) As unfunny as it is now, Andre's confident reply was the bomb. He goes "Thomas" quite smugly. I hope no one reads this and says "huh". (:
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• M|yJ
• 21.12.1992
• Temasek Polytechnic, Engineering School, Business Process and Systems Engineering
I think I was probably born sarcastic. That's probably about all that I'm sure of. I don't know so much about myself, I surprise myself every other day. Well, I guess that's all there is to know about me.
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