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Sunday, February 18

life's a torture but i'm luv'in it. and i aint a sadist or something like that.

on the 16th of february, the eve of the eve of chinese new year, there was an outing called sui sen outing. it was quite fun la, i must say, although nothing much happened other than lighting up $14 worth of sparklers and illuminating the place like a flashbang. the highlight was, of course, indigestion. heh heh. must be all that uncooked food, mixture of drinks, snacks and an already bad stomach which contributed to that. my stomach felt very uncomfortable on the way home and the food felt like it was going the wrong way out. it felt like disaster waiting to happen.

the eve of chinese new year was rather plain. just sleep and sleep and more sleep followed by renuion dinner.

ah hah! 18th february. the day where you earn money by just saying a few words $_$. it also a day of eating. ahh well, life rocks. and my stomach still feels werid.

- isaac.
10:15:00 PM