walking to the mrt this morning
sausage bread in hand
heart skipped a beat when i saw my favourite friendly neighbourhood policemen
saw the tent
yet another suicide case
sausage bread in mouth
continue to walk
and oh btw, some fker stole my slippers!!
and before i goe bombarded, yes i went ktv, but bcuz i was way toooo bored! i stayed home on friday night, and saturday afternoon until nana asked for dinner.
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