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will be based on the information I have provided you about myself, which maybe
vague, incomplete or shallow. Whatever opinion you form on me as person, or my
life as a whole, is probably best kept to yourself. Remember, you are the
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especially
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reason you should get daily updates on the my life. If you simply can't help
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nicknames to protect your anonymity, or not mentioning you at all. If you are
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that doesn't seem to be possible, stop going to the website. I will eventually
get bored and move on
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point I need to justify or explain these reasons to you or any of my readers.
It's my weblog,
they can do with it as they please.
if you cannot take it,
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Preferably called as Esjay /
Born on 2nd of January 1977 in Singapore
/ Stands at
5'11/180cm / weighs 70kg
/
NTU Graduate / perfectionist / attention seeker / lost interest easily /
failure in life / legally dumb /
adventurer / fun seeker / vain / Adore
punk / quiet / love sports / tan / beach volley ball
/ anything related
to beach / sicko / hate cockroach / traveler /
love
Nasi Lemak / proud /
I went to school to study, and now canteen B was filled with more students mugging for exam less than 1 week from now. I still had not finish my project and I was getting worried. However, it could be therapautic to drive at night, a silent night actually with your favourite sentimental songs playing on air. Peaceful, quiet and feeling of being loneliness can be so intense actually at night. Am I seeking for love now? Anyway It did un-stress me on the way home.
And everytime I went back at 4am, I sure got one parking lot near my block. I found it strange but blessed as I did not need to drive again and park the car nearby. Usually, if I came back from school around 2- 3am , I sure could not find any empty lot. So i had to park my car at multiple-storey carpark which was a quite a distance from my block. It was just 4am that I would get one lot. Anyway, I just back from Petrol kiosk. I found myself new skill - pump petrol into my car. Yeah! Actually that skill was already imparted to me during my secondary school vacation, long time ago when I was a pump attendant. Just a vacation job. Now I was like some idiot, standing there waiting for non-existent pump attendant to pump petrol. I gave up and approached this Indian man to help me do the job. I am not Damsel nor in distress. I was just being goondu to really forget to pump petrol. And I was surpised that it was so easy. Damn!
I went back home, happily. I was more happier to be welcomed by my cat which give a stroke at my leg and gave a most beautiful purr.Time to sleep
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