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silence.

we received our class photo today. everybody was signing each other's card. everyone signed. then i counted. 28 once. 28 twice. attendance today is 29. where's the last guy? my friend said. did u count urself? hahas. i did. i was the last guy.
After school, we played soccer. bryant the man did a flying tonge. 'Brrah!' you know what happened. he split his pants. its darn big. believe me. hahas. he tried to hide it with his bag. we went to the toilet. i got a safely pin on my keychain. it came in handy. i helped him pinned in on. ah! done. doesnt look obvious. hee. we went to the library. there's this kimono dressing up thingy going on. nice kimono. but i prefer the simpler one. we played the comp. the connection was like crawling-slow. friendster is already slow. think bout using it in our school. it takes years. there's this guy named Conrad. he's like a gay. he molested me. walked past me and touch my shoulder from right to left. eww! Jun wen and Chia wee. the other gay guy. they rape me. they caress me all over. i whacked them as i warned them.
I was going home. i took 112. i fall asleep. and guess where did i wake up? the place where i took my bus. *dang. so i was sleepy and tired. i walked 2 bus-stops to take some other bus. i was walking by a big canal. i see fishes. one of them was swimming sidewards. shining the sunlight off its scales. dumb fish. i walk and walk. i kept looking at the water. i see small objects. i took a closer look. 'i think it's fishes lining up to suntan.' i took some stones and threw it at them. they didnt move a single bit. for a while, i think again. maybe its some stones. or whatever. i looked up and i saw tiffany. rather shocked. she was playing badminton at Hougang Sports Hall. i plugged back my headphones and continue listening to my music. i walked and walked. i stopped suddenly and looked back. i wonder for a while. i was walking slow but i walked so far. the suffering in u makes it seem slow in life but as u look back. u had walked a long way. i was tired. thats jus an analogy. i continued walking. finally, i reached the bus stop. i saw this girl. she looks like gin. her eyes, noses and mouth. only the hair is diff. she looks english. i stopped my music for a while. i heard her speaking in chinese. never judge a book by its cover. i board the bus. among the crowds. i saw the edna-look-alike girl. that makes me think of edna. i miss her somewhat. her sporty yet gentle personality. her conversation. blah blah. i see that edna-look-alike girl often. and each time i see her. i always thought of edna. hmm. wonder how she had been? *my mind wonders.


stamp'd 19:16

Thursday, July 22, 2004