Poh called me while I was in the midst of my afternoon nap. "Hey, you wouldn't mind moving to Orange block hor? I'm now trying to move our arses over there. Green block sux!!" To which I replied, "Yea..I don't mind." I always don't mind. In actual fact, I do mind to a certain extent, considering that there are so many freaking things to carry over, including the 1.7m tall fridge that is demanding to make me fat. And I have finally tuned up Chan 8 for the tv. I can't risk living in a place with little reception, y'noe? 同心圆's my life! In any case, 同心圆 ended pathetically, in Holland V style. Perhaps it certainly means a hellava difference when Xie Shao Guang is the lead. My life seriously sucks now that my blog has become my emotional outrage tool*. I'm going to anyhow scribble things now. Sian. The readings are making me sick. I print 50pages worth of notes every week! IIC is making me sick. I do flyer distributions and lecture announcements every week! I sold my fridge for $70 after much negotiations and quarrels and negotiations. The thing is I valued my fridge at Essien's price but the buyer is unwilling to fork out more after realizing the fact that I am desperate, which is a totally despicable thing to do. I thought of David when Poh asks if I mind moving to another block. The thought of bangseh-ing him in this 95% foreign territory, with absolute zero chicks plus the occasional kaobei-ing gatherings at 'everyone's-already-sleeping' hours and noise pollution that you associate with a expressway which is only a few metres from you, diminished within seconds though, as the vivid image of him rejecting us for supper calls because he has bathed/he is talking to soon-to-be gf/he got things to do/he got better things to do, crossed my mind. Xinyi is leaving soon. Good riddance! Bwahhahaa..I've been a laughing joke for her ever since dunno when. Byebye.. Aww..the photo. Heh heh. *splurting nonsense. The whole thing don't make sense.