In Pursuit of Life, Liberty and Laughter
Little boxes on an island, Little boxes made of ticky-tacky, There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one and they're all made out of ticky-tacky and they all look just the same. And the people in the houses All go to the university, And they all get put in boxes, Little boxes, all the same. And there's doctors and there's lawyers and business executives, and they're all made out of ticky-tacky and they all look just the same.
Posted on Thursday, December 6, 2007

Where Art Thou?

Written by Yane at 6:22 PM
Where Art Thou?

The days of pure relief and joy seems like a million miles away.
If you came first then a certain degree of relief is here. Sometimes i wonder how its appearance is a joy to me to begin with.
Pure relief would come in a weeks' time. A long and mind boggling week away.
Joy comes in on Xmas! Yaaayyyy!

Where art thou?!?!?!?!

Somehow I'm such a sloth. I rather surf the net, play games and my Rubik's cube (& BLOG)and risk picking up "F" if i continue ignoring the mountain of lecture notes.

These days all i eat for takeaway dinners are mee pok, sliced fish soup and mac's cheeseburger.
Feed me.

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