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Saturday, August 12


Today i met up with Raymond so that we could both be cheapos and get great bargains at the National Library book sale.I spent about 20 bucks there,9 books and 10 magazines(all EW).DIRT cheap...I was sort of paiseh of my own cheaponess but i sucked it up and lo and behold,carried the ugly plastic bags with me all the way to Tampines Mall to have lunch(at Pasta Mania.When you carry cheapskate plastic bags,there is no need for a more expensive selection of food) and catch,lo and behold,My Super Ex-Girlfriend with Raymond.Perfect day for 2 perfect losers,YAY!

And then last night,i was at the Fireworks festival again,i mean,do i really have
nothing else better to do?

fire

But when i saw the number of people there,i was a little comforted.Ha i guess everyone just wants to soak up the atmosphere and watch the sky get litted and glittered up.

works

By the way,happy belated Mich.
__________

Don't you love farce?
My fault I fear.
I thought that you'd want what I want.
Sorry, my dear.
But where are the clowns?
Quick, send in the clowns.
Don't bother, they're here.


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