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sup peeps

hmmm....so early 2mr! wth! 9am flight, 4.45am must wake up prepare liao...wth is this? sian la, 14hrs flight non-stop, backside dun rot is FAKE!!

wah lao still must rush finish my journals before going away....wad is this...BURN 'EM ALL!! wooooo if my uncle bring his lappy, den i can do my work liao yay!!! WAD IS THIS?!?!? go holiday and do work at the same time?? GOODNESS GRACIOUS ME DA!!! wad is this........

wah lao my World In Conflict juz finished dling only lei, play finish first 4 missions only cannot play for another 11days liao...=(=(....NOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!

lets see its -1 to 5C over dere in England....sia lei 4pm sky starts turning black...wad is this man?? i will miss my sunny singapore!!!!!!!!!!


let me share wif u all a song about time: how it is being perceived e.g during holidays time passed so fast, while when during exams, passed till so slow...
The Kappa Effect!!!!!


Time by Pink Floyd

(Clocks chiming & alarms ringing)

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

(Guitar Solo)

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but its sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time has gone, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
And when I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells


4 words: This song is PWNAGE!