At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Last blogged @ 10:06 PM


Nana the freak.

Medications is love.

This is called amoxycillin.

His handphone has camera function,
but camera isn't working.
HAHAHA.



Birthday boi's birthday cake.



Father sio!

Everyone was hungry, NOT.


Me & Shan's baby.
HAHAHHA.
Is Camelot a nice name?

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Yankee doodle went to town.
Yesterday marked the first day of attachments.
Totally bored.
Some goes for today.
But today wasn't that bad,
cos I was totally busy.
Bathed an uncle and my shoe got completely soaked.
That kinda feeling suck.
So I went to the toilet and got stuck in it for 20mins,
drying my shoes with tree puree.
HAHAHA.

I saw an open wound today.
I got grossed out like seriously.
You can see the level of skin followed
by fresh red flesh (Aye rhyme) underneath.
Totally gross gross gross.
And the weirdest thing is,
the uncle didn't feel pain at all.


XOXOXO.


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