Sunday, June 04, 2006
People don't believe im 19. They think i'm 23.
People don't believe i'm a non-smoker.
People don't believe i'm a decent young man.
People says i got a xia lan face...
Do i really look that jialat? .......ha i don't give a damn.

I will feel damn irritated when i see....
Youngsters with dyed and funnyfunny hairstyles
Students with dyed hair and tucked out uniforms
I was once like them.....but seriously i've regretted.
They look like monkeys........

My men are going to pass out this thursday lor. They must feeling damn happy sia....BUT IM NOT. BuSy BuSy BuSy......i have to rush interview booklets.... do enlistment duties....do Graduation day duties.....bla bla bla. I knew my life is blessed, once again im saved from shit at the very last minutes. Im supposed to be the Master of Ceremony(MC) for all the enlistments and Graduation day parades......WTF man ....My english sucks big time and yet they arrowed me for this bloody job. i comfirm tio F up down left right centre. But thanks god, i've got a damn serious cough....and one of my friend was kind enough to take over the job. Phew~ A friend in need is a friend indeed, Ren Yuan Hao bo bian sia......haha.
-Brandon faced death at 12:00 PM

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