"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye."
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My name is Renald. A profile? That's troublesome. If I had to say something, I wished I didn't exist. Screw humans and their own stupid problems. Sometimes I wonder why the hell I even bother to try and make people happy, or whatever. Most of them wouldn't appreciate the effort, or even take notice. I wish I'd just sleep and never wake up. Stuck in dream forever, doing whatever I want. Inception anyone? I'm not sure whether all those sweet memories and fun times I've had could make up for the disappointment I feel I've been thus far. The times I've been drove to the edge, feeling almost insane. The pain being unbearable. Be careful what you wish for? I don't know. Well.. dont regret your life and what you make of it. Tresure the present, because they will never come back again.
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10:09 PM
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Hmm, right yesterday was hilarious bleah bleah now lets move on.

Today as I was taking a dump, a fly landed on my leg. I flicked it away and then I thought, "I gotta get that thing washed away." The next thing I thought was, why did I think that? Is there more to flies being dirty? Okay, the conception is that flies fly around the world collecting bacteria, it lands on you and you get dirty. Well, what if, A fly who was born, was born in the ultra clean mansion, and there'd be like ultra-less bacteria. Then if it lands on you, does it have no harm at all? Its weird thing to ponder but still, get back to me if you get the answer.

Right so today, we started off with two tests. English compo, then geography. Which honestly I didn't really study much but kinda confident an A is in the bag. After that it was recess, everything was fine. Ate Lor Mai Kai with a Char Siew Bao. That sounded awfully chinese. LOL. So basically after that, IAP came, and I was feelin a little down to be honest. But tried not to give a shit and failed anyway. Like I always do. So.. after that we had assembly, of which I was really pissed because I had thousands of jokes waiting to be utilized, but Brendan acted like a complete arse so I couldn't. No offense.

After assembly we went over to AMK Hub for Macdonald's. Oh which I was then in awesome mood, crackin jokes here and there with the rest of the guys and getting excited. Then I sat down, Dedrick came in with his meal, pushed the previous meal left by some people and.. the chilli landed on me. On my pants. I was shellshocked. I didn't even attempt to get the chilli off because I knew there was no hope for me to get home without being embarrased. But luckily, Dedrick had an extra set of pants so he changed to his pe and i used.. his pants. I think im gonna regret typing this out to be honest. I used my geography to cover the chilli stains and went to the toilet to change. This two indian ladies were like, "uhhh...". LOL. Luckily I didn't fume, because well, it was, public and stuff. So we ate and told ghost stories, well two of them. Haolun's one really freaked me out. Lol. Mine didn't. DAMN. Lol.

Dedrick and Ben left and the rest of us told preverse jokes. And I mean, they were really... preverse. I don't think I want to mention that. I realised opposite of us were my previous Mayflower friends. I only recognized a few of them. If I didn't transfer I'd totally be sitting with them, like yeah. They ALL recognized me, somehow. Pretty proud that I made an impression. LOL. Good guys them. Yeah so we left and walked around the hub lotsa times. Then me and Elyas took the bus home.

So, I have STM so I don't remember what happened next. OH, I watched a show on cars on the Discovery Channel and feel asleep. Right. Then I bathed, had dinner, watched comedy and now I'm blogging at 10.30 at night about to sleep. Still wondering whether or not I should wake up 3am in the morning to watch soccer. Hmm, nevermind that.

Exposed, not exposed. I don't think it really matters, does it?

-Renald
Text humor? Nah, doesn't really work.
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honesty is the best policy, duh uh