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Sunday, August 17, 2008

Firers on alert!
Ready put to safe!
The target never seemed so small so small before.
IA!

Yes I was quite confident with my shooting, but IA make me all kanchiong. Especially when it happened on my first shot. Urrgh. Made me all worked up that i kept sweating. The weather didnt help much either. Till the extent, it blurred my vision and mind. I went to shoot my friend's target, now i feel like shooting myself.

Day shoot 6/18

NOW

Night shoot 11/12.

WTF. If i had done better for my day shoot, i would have treated some of you all to some packets of tissue paper.

Oh screw the ATP. There were better news over the weekend. Due to the national day holiday in which i dont understand why we had either, it is given to us off in lieu this weekend.

SO I BOOK IN MONDAY 1030PM. Songboh.

Yesterday finally went out with edwin after he MIA-ed for so long and we caught journey to the centre of the earth with his friend johnny. I should say there are parts which are ridiculous, but the movie itself is really entertaining. I kinda regret not watching it in 3D, the show is 3D by the way i think, so you can catch it at the SDC with the glasses i think. It has really cool graphics though, not mentioning the hot hannah in the show. Wooo.

Then we went to eat at bugis at miss clarity. Its a really chic restaurant which has a similar resemblance to NYDC. And the food is really special and filling as well. If you want to know where it is, you would have to date me. uh huh. haha fuck. just go bugis and find it urself. And we went to eat at the usual desserts place, but this time i had pulot hitam with one scoop of icecream! Shiokness. Slurrps.

Thats abt all for the weekend ntg much. Except that usher's album is really good. And it really says so much.

The memory is still fresh in me.
I said letting go, but i am holding on.
Its so hard so long, so weak.
No chance no hope, no glimpse of anything.
Moving mountains I cant.

This must be a slow death, that i'm travelin' on.
It feels so wrong,
i'm barely holdin' on
See, no matter what it takes
i've gotta get it together.
(this part of the song just got the feel for me, the singing made it so 100%)

To the broken hearted, usher has something for you.


{/12:09 PM}
Time's up.