Come Hither.

Wilt, is correct.



I highly encourage the Singapore government to reclaim more land and stop building shopping malls amidst shopping malls and then decide to add one gantry every hundred metres. Town is packed enough on weekends. And what's the use of building more malls, and then opening identical outlets of everything when there is another hundred more outlets down the road? We are really not that unique after all, especially in the retail sector.



Charlie ( the unicorn ) owes me Coffee Bean, anything I want, any drink, any number of drinks. Take away also can. Though I am not an avid Coffee Bean supporter, but as long as I come back in one piece, this offer is mine. Man, do I love that slut unicorn. So he is studying too, those dreadful end semester exams, which is quite amazing for someone who obviously hates mugging. I must say, I am impress. Told him to remember to eat something and left him to return to his work. Never fail to make my day, for better and/or worse. I'll be back specially for coffee.






Hey, you;

That was very unpleasant. What up with the accusation? Fair enough, exam stress? Maybe you could channel your irrational, unpredictable thoughts elsewhere? I believe you had your fun toying with me. Go pick on someone your own size.

And yes, you can have your role back now.

You always have to pick on something, and end it like it was for the "better good". Is that your forte? Because you always are the good guy.

Since the day I know you, Thursday, 29th December 2005, you've changed. So much that I hardly recognise you. So where'd you go? What happened?

All these while, who I'd given my trust to, who I'd loved, who I'm missing, who I'd yearn for, who I'd lost, is the old you. Not you.

I'm done. The old you will never come back.

Sign, Lynette.





The guys are obviously worried about their dress sense tomorrow, judging from how violently that particular window is flashing at me. I better get back to giving my honest opinions. Tomorrow is hectic. Post-prom at Attica, apparently nobody is interested. Loser school of mine. Shit place. Well, the table of us will go have our own drinks at Clarke Quay instead.



Good ( secret ) luck, Charlie ( the unicorn ) and Bea bear for your end of semester exams!



Looking at how you guys study, come to think of it, I'm still in the midst of switching mode from studious college student to job-seeking average citizen. Lost me marbles.



Cheers, and I see stars tonight. Tomorrow will be a better day, I hope.


Blizzard Blind.