03 August 2008.

Change is the only constant.
Sad, but true.
It hurt so bad to leave the church for the final time on Thursday.
We brought everything to the van,
went back up for one final check to see if we left anything behind.
Took one a big big sigh, and left.
It hurt, really.
Many memories and good times.

This was at west coast.


This was at Seletar Tamil Methodist Church.



It was close to 12, but we still could happily have pizza for supper : )


Saturday
Gf and my donuts :D

Black Knights made the heart for NDP.
MY HEART WAS WITH YOU, ZIZAH JOJO FIZA AND PAMSEH. :D

FOP.


I could've been anywhere, with anyone.
But I was at FOP with my GF.
I thank God for that really.
My hope's renewed & my faith's restored.
"You are not a failure."
That was probably the highlight, for me.

And when my abangs and I sent GF home,

they were so kuku lahh.

They kept talking about the ghost month and stuff.

Then after we sent GF to her door,

they ran back to the lift like retards lah.

It was 12 plus in the morning, thank you very much.

They are crazy or what.

Then we laughed so hard in the lift HAHAH.

It was retardations.

(Ben doesn't like the sations thing. Hah)


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