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no time to blog.

last week got chalet. like a whole week burned. but nevertheless i went home on the saturday night. quite unforgettable i should say. but why? explainations are on a come-and-ask basis. special mentions to my buddy chee chuan who sent me home. i was his walking street directory and he be my driver. "all i need is the holy piece of paper."

sad thing is today i look at myself in the mirror and saw my scalp. scary. think i am going to lose my hair. haiz. i am dead.