what that don't kill malcolm, only makes you stronger.
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Wednesday, January 2, 2008
So, today has been a very busy day.

Touched down at Changi early morning with mother and Trin. Feeling dirty, disorientated and tired. I've come to my senses and realise that I shouldn't have whined about the climate in Aliso Viejo ( I TAKE BACK ALL THE WHINING BACK. ALL!). Arrive home to discover that my sister has been secretly learning how to play Chess.

Okay, I'm gonna end my post here. Sorry. I APOLOGISE! (Don't look at me like that). Because I am STILL disorientated and tired, I've become a lazy nasty thingum and have decided to leave you with this simple blog skin.

I bid you toddles.
7:13 PM

I'll give kryptonite to whoever who can tell me what wassup is in Chinese!

Talk to me


Good night, and good luck
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