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j wong.
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j zhou.
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k kong.
k khor.
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l lim.
m ong.
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m ong.
r tan.
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s tan.
s cho.
s yung.
t koh.
v ching.
yy tay.
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heh today i went to watch coraline with bliau and jaluwi. i still cant believe thats considered a children's movie... haha but it wasnt too bad :D

ANYWAY

to get there, i took bus obviously. and as you know my throat still itches even though its soaked with phlegm thats stubbornly clinging to the thoat. so i took out my lovely pack of halls which would get me through the moment of discomfort.

the bus was travelling smoothly as extracted the pack from my bag, shook out a cube from the pack of 9 which had 6 remaining. from then, i slowly unwrapped my prize, which unfortunately had grown mildly sticky after being removed from the fridge at home.

the bus came to a stop, and i continued to prise open the white sweet from its fragile wrapping, which tore if you exerted a force on it of a terrible magnitude or angle. finally, after moments of toiling, the sweet was free from any material enclosing it, save for a corner which the sweet was balanced open, sticking to the wrapper to keep it standing poised. pleased with my work and eager to obtain my reward for my efforts, i reached down upon the sweet with my left hand.

then the bus moved.

with the sudden force of the bus jerking forward, my left hand moved backward due to its inertia, while my right hand which held the sweet followed the movement of the bus as it was resting on my bag which was on my lap. with that, the index figer of my left hand skimmed the top of the sweet, knocking the cubeful of sweet goodness off its precarious position.

the sweet flew off from where it originally stood on my right hand, knocking the end of the seat and reflected off in the other direction. the sweet made a little sound as it made contact with the floor, and eyes turned to stare as the little dainty sweet continued on its journey across the bus, rolling on its side till it finally hit the bottom of the stairs up to the upper deck, where it stopped in its path and fell flat.

what a waste of a sweet =( obviously i wasnt gonna pick it up and eat it... what with it coated with the essence of shoes of the commuters each day... no way.

grumbling to myself, i ripped open another sweet and stuffed it into my mouth, bits of wrapping paper still stuck to it, avoiding another such disaster at all costs.

tsk.

AMEN;
9:18 pm

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