I'm back. I hate mondays, but luckily, its already over. Had to eat some NUTELLA before blogging. That miracle in a bottle/dark brown gold/hazelnut cream+skimmed milk+chocolate killer combo is a piece of heaven. I guess i thought it would get my brain juices flowing. I guess it didn't work. Heard this song by blink the other day, and the only thing i remember about the song was Mark singing," Fuck a dog in the ass." Well, i think he sang that. Great song though. Did a kind act today ! Felt so good. Even though the act was damn small, it kinda makes your day. It works, and works especially well on mondays. For those of you who wanna know what i did, it's really nothing much. Just gave up my seat in the bus for this old man carrying loads of stuff. All those selfish faggatrons didn't move a millimeter. Haha. I'm not boasting about what i did, but this is sort of a journal, so i guess it's a must to put this down, especially if it makes a difference to an otherwise terrible day (not that anything bad happened, it's just monday, and mondays are supposed to be bad). And i passed this taoist or buddhist tent/assembled shelter thingy today on the way home. 7th month's coming ! The religious ornaments under the shelter looked rather mysterious, especially the huge diety, most likely made of paper, with the face covered in what seemed like a paper shroud. Oooooooo. Haha. There were also those big decorated candles. Yea. That wasn't relevant to anything but who cares, cause this is Singapore and we witness all these things. Which are interesting. Went to this career seminar thing on saturday, it was fun. We took a test the other day, to see what kinda 'personality trait' we have, and they can sort of determine what kinda job would suit us. I can be in public relations or a politician or a marketing services person. Wow. Those 3 are the better jobs of the rest, which i don't think i would like to list out. One of them is advertising though. Haha. On sunday our catechism teachers brought us out to chua chu kang cemetry, and later st. joseph's church. Keith, Michael and i had a great time reading the chinese characters on the life-sized stations of the cross, which were writen backwards. Haha. Instead of," Jesus falls the second time", the chinese words read," second time Jesus falls". Haha. Like yoda language. Keith came up with the theory that the scribers or whatever you call them, those who write the stuff on the marble slabs, which were attatched to the elevated platform where the statues were, wrote the stations of the cross in english first, progressing station by station. And when they were done, they had write the chinese words,from the 14th station to the 1st, which was why they appeared backwards. Hahahahahahaha. But at some of the stations we were like," oh shit i can't read the first word", or "oh shit i can't read the second character", so we skipped a few stations. Haha. Well, that's about it. Until next time.
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