Just for the record: Blob has finished seven eggs (and still counting) in 4 days. If you ask me, that's way far from going on a diet. "Remember to eat more boiled veggies ah!" his mom reminded him for the twelfth time before she left. Yeah yeah, he'll listen to you :p

It's nice to know that Jo has been blogging from Taiwan and is doing fine. I mean, c'mon man, you are there to do admin work right? :p On the other hand, I haven't really been hearing much from HJ. Perhaps he is too busy chiong sua-ing, as I always like to call it. Hope all is fine and good.

Z is going for his recourse (horror of horrors, don't you all just hate Tekong?!?) from October 16 to December 9. (Sobs X 732995 and BooHoos X 364538639). It's probably the bluest three months of a Singaporean man's life - BMT. No hair, no freedom, no outdoor communication, no family, no life. Above everything else, not that the food in there makes life any better. I once heard from a friend that a guy in BMT is no better off than a puny ant crawling on the ground. Shrug.

It's just the 2nd day of school for Blob and he has already lost my calculator. I so feel like strangling the life out of him. I shouldn't have said yes when he asked me for it!!!!!!! My faithful little calculator, whom (I like to personalise my belongings) has been with me since I was in sec 4... whom has been my loyal companion for the various Science, Econs and Math tests throughout my Sec 4 and JC years... not forgetting the major Os and As... is now forever and eternally separated from its everdearest owner... for life. Anyway I made him buy a brand new one for me. But nothing can replace my old calculator, really. The new one just replaced its functions, but not its position in my heart. Aint I sentimental.


What a difference a day makes
And the difference is you.

Laura Fygi - What a Difference A Day Makes.