lalala, i've got nothing to say. Actually i've got much to say, but some too personal and i will never say, some too lengthy to say, some that i want to say but always seem to be eluding my bwain.

After carrying some cupboards from my auntie's old house to the trash bin, i'm absolutely glad that i never did sign on with the army to work on mechanical stuff. After becoming totally drained of energy, there's still the need to push oneself on to continue moving the stuff. Argh.. those days in the army ain't fun.

lalala, sometimes i wonder how those conmen trick people. Honest people can try with all their heart to talk sense into old men, but they never seem to be able to understand. haiz...

Obtw, it seems the applicaions are over for Sandra's date challenge. Despite it suppose to end at midnight 5th. Well.. anyway it's only 15 minutes away, so, unless u've prepared well before hand or u're superb typist, twiddling up a 1000 word essay so quickly...