with a simple telephone call.

I think I'm mad to go running/ jogging after standing for 8 hours for the past 2 days (and the next 3 days to come). I covered 4km today. If I don't become flat-footed, my knees will probably give way and I will be wheelchair-bound for the rest of my life. I could feel the right one 'cracking' when I ran/ jogged just now. Ughhh. And my right thumb is permanently weak, after I hurt it during Bryan's class. I can't pull open things with it (You know how you need both your thumb and forefinger to pull open something?).
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Ugh. My English is atrocious. Parting words: The horror of ever needing to stand for 8 hours a day just to get 50 bucks just so that I can feed myself will be my motivation for university. *shudders*
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And gosh! Why do some many people hang out a Bugis?!? It won't be a place that I want to hang out unless I'm dead dead DEAD bored. Plaza Sing too.
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And boy, is Singapore getting smaller! Can't wait for the next 4 years to pass and it's bye.