A never-ending road to freedom
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They call it PMS because "Mad Cow Disease" was already taken. And as I said before, I never repeat myself.
- Julian Lopez

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Thursday, November 19, 2009
DUDE, DOUCHE, OUCH? 10:59 PM

This shall be a random post... Last Monday, I was forced to wake up super early to pick up Aunt Beenu from airport. She didn't see me... Then, this AB is a pro at EZ Link card. First time, she tapped the card at the screeen part (where you see how much value is left in the card). The next time, she tapped at the wrong gate. Third time, she forgot to tap while alighting from a bus. Anyway, got the results... Wanna die! FUCK! Forget it...
Friday, my phone broke in two. And we were off to Malaysia without going back home. So tiring... In Malaysia, we mostly went visiting for AB's sake. Then, went to KL Tower... I haven't been there in about 3-4 years. We didn't go right up. I have no idea why... Then, Sunday, we returned. Monday, I went for tourney and then, to camp. Tourney was boring... Got shirts and pens for singles and doubles although doubles was on Tuesday. Tuesday, soccer mania! That rocked the entire camp, although the other stuff were boring. I saved my class! 10 seconds left, Jerome and I scored against 01. We played super well. Then, dry sotong was stupid... No fun at all! Wednesday was entirely about packing up... Came home and slept for 3 hours, after shitting.