Got on the bus and realised I didn't bring my PE stuff. =.= Den as I walked back I noticed the last bus leaving so I knew I'd be late. Oh, and as I was getting off, this flood of people came up the steps, barring my way, and the bus driver shot off without stopping when I pressed the bell and I had to walk two stops back...then suddenly I didn't feel well so I deided I might as well stay home today. Slept for a few more hours, went out for breakfast with the folks, stayed at home. Later left for training, was so-so. Wasn't up to standard. Have to do better on Sunday. Went for dinner with Shawn and Jasmine, then home. Hardly any of my friends were going. LAst I got a msg saying our IMH CIP was on saturday...=.= And I can't make it... And there's the TPJC invitational on Sunday too. Oh yeah, finally some pics on my blog osme are from Wed. The blurry LT pics are cause of this slide that says "Policies designed to shit the long run..." literally. Lol.

My emo shoes make their first appearance.




My, what big bananas you have.o_O

While walking home at like close to 10pm, I enter the lift lobby to be confronted with the demonic visage one one of Hades' foulest, glowering at me. No, it wasn't the soul of a lawyer. It hung there, scaring the shit of out me. Well, ok I was just just startled. But I DO NOT appreciate coming home at night and being warmly welcomed by the leering face of a digitally de-enhanced ( is there such a word? I can't think of anything else.) woman looking as though she'd just downed a mug of Hell's warmest brew. Yecch. I thus concur the government's latest anti-smoking campaign is a covert campaign to terrorise the old folks of our beautiful land into induced heart attack, reducing the numbers of those 50 and above. Aging population? Kill the aged, problem solved, no? Lol. Kidding.