I hate the freaking flame-grilling-burning-hot-and-making-me-feel-like-dying weather. Any time in the afternoon if you step out of house(or even in the house), you'll feel like you're in the Sahara Desert or the pizza furnace. Its becoming a "woe of the day" thing for me. Just yesterday alone i drank more than 2 bottles of iced drinks and ice-cream. Today i had ice-kacang, teh-bing and a huge volume of RIBENA. Gosh, is this global warming?!!

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HAHA. I feel lucky now. I finally found my social issues package after a hard decision of recognising its 'mysterious disappearance'. Apparently I found it together with the 'sci and tech' package(eons ago thing), hidden among the pile of old magazines and outdated issues of broader perspectives. LOL. This goes to show why it isnt a good idea to hand out the packages early, and why I shouldnt try to keep my stuff. My analogy goes like this: the messier the table/shelve(in other words the more disorganised you are/ or I am), the easier you find your/or rather me things. OKAY. BUT... in a serious attempt to start reading the package, I flipped through to find the seemingly easiest(big words, short article) article to start with, I was horrid to find all the passages lengthy and tiny! Definitely bad for my eyes! Hmm, I wonder how Evonne manage to spend lunch breaks reading them with ease and pleasure, as seen from her smile, or so I seem. HEEHEE. :D

Hmm, okay, I have decided to start on this first: Loneliness is a Pain. Thank goodness I am not alone in the room. HAHA, or I the article might agonize me. Alright, end the crap. =x