Saturday, January 03, 2004

Beautiful butterfly. Floating with the air. Warm breeze. The heat. Gun shoots. The butterfly! The wings. Falling..falling...falling. Died. Awake. Got to be something else. Butterfly. Bullets. Bullets with butterfly wings. The world is a vampire. So yes. I will be the bullet. I will be the wings. That's what i'll be. You don't have to understand. You are not meant to.

New blogger guy.

Had a little interesting chat with Tze Foong. A game of CS with him would even be more interesting. That is if he 'fong sui' and try not to snipe me. *grin* Paul Paul where are you. Mag is back too. She asked if i want to play futsal. Hell yeah! (ok you can stop laughing now) Now just to find time to do both of that. Classes starting on Monday. Darn. I need a longer holiday. Oh wait...i'm still broke. Find $$ too.

Ying's birthday today. Happy Birthday Woman! Alvin's birthday too. Happy Birthday Man!

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