Thursday, June 28, 2007

Im ill. I feel like slapping myself with a fish. Or something.

The week was quite a bore. With nothing to do. Nothing exciting happened. Followed the stocktakers around, irregular sleeps and late night televisions. And all the rest was quite a normality. Only that yesterday, I had Baileys' Irish Cream with Danial in camp. Where can find that shit?


Zouk @ 220607

Funny that our picture was out. I remembered that I was dancing near the podium and saw the cameraman about to take their picture. I stopped my ecstasy and ran towards them. Hence, my position was as such.

Im going to take medical leave tomorrow. Im too tired.

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