Sister’s picture compilation. I have an apple and you have two, You give me an apple and I have one. I eat one apple, and give one back to you. I don’t have any apples, you still have two.
Browsing the blog archives for February, 2008
Sister’s picture compilation. I have an apple and you have two, You give me an apple and I have one. I eat one apple, and give one back to you. I don’t have any apples, you still have two.
When one blogs, anything and everything that happens can be blogworthy. After meeting some people for coffee at Science Park post-workshop ["Welcome to Geekland, where geeks roam free without getting stoned and speaking in l33t is encouraged," said him when I commented on the state of the place], I made my way home on the bus [...]
As part of this year’s NUS Arts Festival, Very Special Arts Singapore is organising a special concert to promote the creative power in people with disabilities by working with the various special schools and associations to put up a grand performance on a national scale for the first time. Tickets are available on www.GATECRASH.com.sg or via [...]
Random two [edited]. 2nd week. .. and I am already clocking 12 hours a day. *cries* There goes any form of social life. *cries more* 2 kids. Was having dinner when this lil kid of kindy age came up, asking me if I would like to buy his chinese newspapers. I scanned around the cafeteria. [...]
This is darn hilarious! An excerpt: In 1819, an Englishman named Inspector Sir Sergius Wat Zhiwen from Raffles Institution stumbled upon Temasek, mistakenly thinking it to be New Jersey. In his drunken state, he signed a document granting the British Empire possession of Temasek, a handover that greatly annoyed all the other colonies and the [...]
Forgiveness is an act of the will, and this will can be exercised regardless of the temperature of the heart. – Paster Leong
Poor sister. I don’t know how she did it. Sister’s picture compilation.
the bright light shone on his cheeks, creating grooves and shadows across his face as he swayed to the music. his jacket swished around gently, his fingers clamped confidently onto the microphone as he led the rest in singing. i stood a distance away from the stage, looking, no, staring unblinkingly at him. it felt [...]