The ground is wet again.Heavy rain hitting rooftop of houses.Clothes still undry.
I've travel from the other end of Singapore to the other end.
Sleeping over here make me feel happy and complete.Sometimes,I wish I could call this my home.
But then again,I need to accept the fact that I have a 'real' home at Tampines.
If not for the holidays,I will be rotting at home.Feeling wasted and empty.
I spend a few hours watching Step Up 2.If Singapore had dancers like them,I'd be glad.
Singapore dancers are just...uhh..all about being too sexy and too wannabe like.
My dad dance better than them.haha
The rest of the day was spent on Patrick Redmond.It just gets better every chapter.
Okay,I'm off to rot my mind on media.
Good day fucktards
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