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updates.
Monday, September 10, 2007

updates.


  1. work was fucked today.
    left at 1240.
    supposed to stay till evening but heck!
    went home, chatted with the peeps and left to my basic driving test.
  2. cabbed down to the driving place.
    those kiasu uncles and aunties were all ready inside,
    looking like idiots in front of the computers.
    had a hard time getting to grip with the touch screen system.
    changed that bloody computer and got going.
    studied 50% of the book, 30% was absorbed.
    RESULTS OUT.

FAILED.
I laughed at my score.
62%! pretty interesting. all you need is just a little bit of luck here and there.
VOILA! And 95% for a pass, shouldn't be a problem.

  • Pictures for the concert is still in the making.

nevertheless, here are some lousy quality pictures for a sneak preview



before the concert. an empty hall.

the dressing room.

cam-whore

babe and hunks.

a little to excited for the concert.

wtf. my Dad saw this picture and he said.


(SHERLINE, PLEASE ALT-F4)
Boy, your girlfriend so fat one ar


I -___-" right away
and said,
"Pa, if I take pictures with any girls, then all are my girlfriends ar?"


blank.
alright, got to go!